"You can't say that. Although almost all of your auction houses are opened in various cities in the entire Chaos Continent, at present, Falling Star City is the only city controlled by orcs. I think you should know what this means. ."

Ti Fu shrugged and chuckled lightly.

"Yes, this means that this auction house will be the only one that can receive specialties from the Wildlands."

"Things have always been rare and precious. After you have reached a contract with us, you are equivalent to being the only designated middleman in the Wildlands. This one has no branch. In the future, even if our country continues to occupy other cities, we can Guarantee not to open other auction houses in other cities."

"We believe you have some understanding of the strength of our expansion. Right now is when we need help and broaden our channels most. If you throw an olive branch to us at this time, the orcs will not forget their friends."

"To sum up, ask the manager to consider it carefully."

After Ti Fu finished speaking, he simply leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes and took a nap.

The manager silently looked at the documents in his hands, and kept clenching and separating his hands, as if experiencing a difficult decision.

Tifu's youth diplomatic troupe were all expressionless, waiting in silence like a stone.

As time passed bit by bit, the atmosphere in the banquet hall became more and more depressing.

The manager read the thick document three times over and over again, and then sat silently on the spot.

Ti Fu didn't look anxious either, her breathing became more steady and rhythmic, and she seemed to be asleep.

"I can agree to these conditions, but I hope to add one more point to the contract. If I occupy another city in the future, it must be under my consent and guidance to allow the city's auction house to operate normally."

The manager patted the desk lightly, almost gritted his teeth.

"We have no problem with this and we can totally agree."

Ti Fu opened his eyes and showed a triumphant smile.

The manager froze suddenly.

He suddenly understood that the reason why this clause was not included in the contract was because Ti Fu had expected that he would make this condition.

After weighing and analyzing it for a long time, the last condition I wanted to fight for turned out to be someone else's anticipation.

"Hehe, young lady, you are great, I am convinced that I lose."

The manager suddenly laughed softly, and he held his forehead with both hands, and said as if he accepted his fate.

"You're absurd, just because I was young and made a good disguise for myself. Looking down on a child is a mistake that every adult makes."

Ti Fu stood up, stretched out his little hand, and took the initiative to find the manager a step down.

"maybe."

The manager also stood up and gently shook Tifu's little hand with his white gloved hand.

So far, the negotiations between the two parties have completely ended.

Of course, the final result is Ti Fu's victory.

"Although it is a bit abrupt, I still hope you can leave your mark on the soul contract of this contract."

After Ti Fu signed most of the contracts with the manager, she took out a fiery red soul contract.

"this is..."

The manager accepted the contract and asked with some confusion.

"This is something bestowed by the great God of Flame, the guardian of the Kingdom of Yan."

Ti Fu explained with a smile,