Su Ran was in the camp of the Northern Tribal Alliance, conducting negotiations that would determine the fate of Great Qing. The atmosphere was as tense as a taut bowstring, ready to snap at the slightest touch. The radical leaders within the tribal alliance cast wary and deeply suspicious glances, their hands gripping the hilts of their swords so tightly that their knuckles turned white. It seemed as though they might draw their weapons against each other at any second, and the air was thick with the scent of impending conflict. Meanwhile, the moderate leaders wore hesitant expressions, their gazes shifting back and forth between Su Ran and the radicals as they engaged in a fierce internal struggle and weighed their options.
Su Ran, however, remained calm and composed, continuing in a steady and powerful tone: "Gentlemen, consider this carefully. If we can open up border trade, what a scene of prosperity that will be. By then, your tribes' fine horses and precious furs can be exchanged for Great Qing's grain, fragrant tea, and all manner of everyday goods. In this way, the living standards of your people will surely rise significantly, and your days will grow increasingly affluent and fulfilling. Not only that, but we can also achieve technology sharing, greatly increasing the efficiency of your grazing and hunting." With that, he raised his hand slightly to signal the accompanying craftsmen to display the meticulously improved tools. These tools were exquisitely designed, …
Chapter 126