At the negotiating table.
The imposing manner displayed was only one part of it, as was the information gap established before the talks began.
However, beyond that, it was mostly a game of wits revealed through constant mutual probing once they actually sat at the table.
Compared to humans, who had been subjected to endless floods of information, Zhuling's negotiation skills were significantly lacking. Yet, that didn't mean he was completely ignorant of the underlying intricacies.
As his words fell, he watched a trace of astonishment "naturally" surface on Su Mo's face. He smiled in satisfaction, inwardly rejoicing that he had managed to claw back some ground.
At the same time, a lingering fear gripped his heart.
If a mere nobody from the heavenly court, an ordinary human who looked completely unthreatening, possessed such capability...
