Reborn as the Darling of the Delta.

He thought about it and it seemed to make sense, so he set off in his everyday clothes.

When he arrived back at the territory of Reis in Longbow Valley, he first parked his car at a safe distance and then walked forward on foot with his bag on his back.

Coincidentally, the soldier from the same guard's wing was on duty there. Upon seeing the familiar face, he knew the man was there to see his boss, so he first shouted to stop the soldier from entering.

"Hey! Are you here to see my boss?"

The Hafk soldiers recognized the soldier Asara and quickly responded:

"Yes, I have something to talk to him about. Could you please call him over? I have something he wants here."

Asara, the soldier, told him to stay where he was, instructed another comrade to watch over him, and then went to find his personal guard.

After a while, the guard also came to the soldier. Seeing him in his civilian clothes, he pursed his lips speechlessly, as if... he was regretting something.

"You told both Demulan and me? What did she say?"

"She agreed to your demands, but only gave you one month. I have a ceasefire guarantee in my bag, and both sides need to sign it. If you agree, sign it; if you don't... well, let's see!"

The soldier thought about the 200 million and his tone suddenly became arrogant. What were these Asara soldiers doing, acting so high and mighty in front of him? He had the Hafk Group behind him. If he really made a move, that scoundrel Reis would be blown to smithereens along with Longbow Valley.

"One month........."

The guard was unsure how long Reiss intended to stall and couldn't make up his mind. To the Hafk soldier, this meant he was very dissatisfied with the outcome and thought he was probably going to die there. Looking at the guard with a furrowed brow, he thought he could take the opportunity to kill him. It would be a good deal to trade one for one, since he still had 200 million left!

Just as he was about to strike while the guard was off guard, the guard suddenly looked up and said:

"Wait, this situation is special, and I can't make a decision either. I need to report to Lord Reis. You can stay here for a while."

After saying that, he turned and went back without looking back. He was going to report the situation to Lord Reis, and the final decision would be made by Lord Reis.

After the soldier's initial anger dissipated, he felt a lingering fear. He had almost lost his life there. Now it seemed that 200 million was utterly worthless in the face of life.

The guard quickly arrived at Reis's room and knocked on the door.

"Lord Reiss, news has arrived from Demulan, I've come to report."

Reis was already snoring in bed when he was suddenly woken up by a knock on the door. Just as he was about to get angry, his personal guard told him that there was news from Demulan's side, so he quickly called him in.

"Tell us quickly, tell us what that old woman Demulan said? Did she threaten to fight us to the death?"

As he spoke, Reis began to consider his retreat route. He was still injured and would really lose if a fight broke out. Hmm... sigh! His "partner"—Said, wasn't he available there? If all else failed, he would go and hide with Said for a while, and then use his territory to make a comeback after things calmed down. He could even reward Said by appointing him a general or something.

Said: xxxxxx, xxxxx, xxxxxxx.

"No, Lord Reis, Demulan has agreed, but she has only given us a month. I don't know exactly how long you need, and I can't make a decision, which is why I came to ask you."

Upon hearing that things hadn't reached the worst point yet, Reis secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Damn it, he, Asara's strongest man, almost had to run away.

"A month?"

Reis thought about it; a month should be enough time for Audrey to finish her preparations. And frankly, if Demulan really gave him two months, he really needed to think carefully about whether it was a trap.

Demoulin: What are you thinking? We'll blow it up every month!

"Sure! One month is enough. My injuries should be healed by then. Go tell that punk I agree and have them come to pick up the hostage. Oh, and tell her to start counting from when they take the hostage away!"

After hearing Reis's words, the guard readily agreed. He didn't need to know anything else; as long as the war didn't continue, it would be great news for him and for the Asara people of Longbow Valley, even if peace might only last for a month.

So he quickly ran back and saw that the Hafk soldier was still waiting there. He hurried over to let him know that there was no problem.

"Okay, our boss agrees. Come and sign."

The Hafk soldier breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this; thankfully, everything was normal.

"Come here, here, there are three copies, look carefully and sign them!"

After signing the document, the guard patted the soldier on the shoulder, and the soldier nodded back. The two then turned and returned to their respective territories.

No war, that's the best news for soldiers, right?

Chapter 144 Tea

"Hey Weilong, brewing your tea here again? Sigh, I think you should just have coffee with me. You can just stir it up and drink it straight away."

Early in the morning, Red Wolf saw that after finishing breakfast, Wei Long habitually put some tea leaves into his thermos and brewed them.

Red Wolf, a Brazilian, had previously tried the tea in the Weilong thermos cup to see what it tasted like, but the initial bitterness almost made him spit it all over his face.

This is what he said at the time:

"Damn, Wei Long, you drink this stuff with such a blissful expression every day? This is even more bitter than my usual coffee!"

But then, to Red Wolf's astonishment, Wei Long calmly took a sip, then frowned and said:

"Oh dear, it's been sitting out for too long, it's not hot anymore, it's almost not quite right. By the way, do you really think it's bitter? I think it's just right."

Red Wolf: What?! Are you kidding me, you bastard?! Doesn't this make me look weak?!

Red Wolf, refusing to believe it, grabbed Wei Long's thermos and tried to gulp it down like Wei Long, but failed again.

"Wait a minute, Weilong, I saw online that you guys don't use this thermos to brew tea, and isn't it supposed to be very clear? One of my comrades even told me it smelled really good, but yours... doesn't taste good."

After hearing Red Wolf's words, Wei Long laughed:

"Oh dear, in China, there are many kinds of tea. Your comrade might be drinking white tea or something, but mine is Da Hong Pao, which tastes quite wonderful."

Mai Xiaowen, who had overheard this, came over.

"Huh? Weilong, when did you change your taste? Let me see, wow, it really is Da Hong Pao! Speaking of which, didn't you used to like jasmine tea?"

Wei Long smiled faintly, waved his hand, and said in a big brother manner:

"Oh, Xiaowen, you know I'm getting old, and now I prefer to drink stronger flavors. Of course, I still like jasmine tea, but it's not as flavorful as this one."

Red Wolf: What are you babbling about? Anyway, I don't think it tastes good.

"Tea? I think cola is better."

War correspondent Zhang Hao joined the fray. Looking at the Weilong cigarette that had just been filled with tea leaves, Zhang Hao said, puzzled:

"Brother Weilong, your brewing method... you learned it from your former teacher, right...?"

There's no other reason than that when Zhang Hao was in high school, his history teacher was an old man who would bring a large teacup filled with a handful of tea leaves to class.

Every time he got to the exciting part of the class, he would first take a sip of tea, and there was even a chance that a few tea leaves would come out of his mouth. This left a deep impression on Zhang Hao, and seeing Weilong brew tea like this reminded him of that.

"Huh? Xiao Hao, how did you know!"

Wei Long looked at Zhang Hao in surprise. This was the way his high school math teacher brewed tea. Did Xiao Hao even know that?

"Xiao Hao, you're too young to understand. You'll understand when you're as old as your older brother Wei Long."

"Tch, how dare you say you're old? Or are you saying you're no longer capable?"

Red Wolf, who is two years older than Wei Long, looked at Wei Long, who was pretending to be profound, and decided not to tolerate this guy at all, and directly confronted him.

"Red Wolf, I'm... I'm done for? Then who was the person who was a second slower than me that day? Hmm! Speak up!"

"You shameless xxx, you threw sand in my face and you still have the nerve to say that? Xiao Hao, you should train with your Uncle Red Wolf from now on, don't let this xx Dragon corrupt you."

"Hey, just tell me who got here first, Red Wolf. Let me tell you, you might have been the fastest before, but! Before is before, now is now. Don't use the past as a guide for the present. If you're bad, then practice more! (●ˇ?ˇ●)"

Now Red Wolf truly became "Red" Wolf. His face flushed with anger, he immediately tried to drag Wei Long out for a practice session, but Wei Long lay on the sofa with a gloating expression, indicating that he had no interest.

"You...you shameless bastard."

Red Wolf was so angry he almost spat blood. This damn dragon was starting to look more and more like Roy; he deserved a beating.

"What's all the fuss about? The physical exam and tests are in a few days. You two can compete then, and we'll just watch from the sidelines."

Mai Xiaowen stared speechlessly at the two "childish" people in front of her, not understanding what they were arguing about. They were not as good as her, who was beautiful, witty and calm. Sigh, with someone as outstanding as herself, it's no wonder that Xiao Hao still liked her the most.

Weilong/Red Wolf: Who is that shrew who always argues with Luna? We can't find her anywhere! Oh! She's right in front of us.

"What are you two discussing? You seem to be having a great time."

At this moment, Shenlan, who had finished washing the dishes, came over. Although she was already an elderly person, she still needed to keep up with the times.

"Uncle Deep Blue, let me tell you, at first Brother Weilong and Uncle Red Wolf were talking about tea and coffee, and then............"

Zhang Hao started chattering away beside Shen Lan, who looked at him with a "kind" expression. This scene prompted Red Wolf to pull Wei Long aside and ask:

"Hey, Deep Blue smiled. Come to think of it, how long has it been since he smiled?"

Wei Long looked at Red Wolf with the same look he gave an idiot.

"Can you please think before you speak? Don't just say things without thinking them through, okay? Haven't you noticed that Shenlan's laughter frequency has increased dramatically since Xiaohao came? Or have you... never noticed it at all?"

Red Wolf's face stiffened. Oh no, they'd been discovered. After Wei Long finished speaking, Zhang Hao and Shen Lan silently turned their gazes to Red Wolf.

Zhang Hao: Huh? Uncle Shenlan never smiled before I came?

Deep Blue: Staring~~~~~~

"Uh... what are you talking about, Weilong? How could I not know? I... I was just testing you. You're always so carefree, yes, that's it."

Red Wolf was already drenched in sweat. He glanced at Deep Blue out of the corner of his eye, afraid that the next second he would say something like, "Let's go to the gym and work out together."

"Ding dong!"

At this moment, Deep Blue's phone twitched. Deep Blue also picked up his phone to check it. Red Wolf then carefully wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead. Oh dear, he was scared to death just now.

After reading the text message, Shen Lan solemnly called Zhang Hao and Mai Xiaowen to bring everyone to the living room, saying she had something to say.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hao and his companions knew that a mission had been sent from above, so they hurriedly went to call people down for a meeting.

Wei Long: Huh? Is the holiday over? Oh well, then I'll just have to show off my amazing skills on the battlefield.

Red Wolf: Pah!

Chapter 145 Mission

After everyone was seated in the living room, Shenlan began to explain the tasks assigned by the higher-ups.

"The people above said that Reis somehow managed to use those hostages to exchange for a month of peace."

After Shenlan finished speaking, Zoya couldn't help but interrupt him.

"What? This is still Hafk? Are they just going to swallow this huge loss like this? Or is there some high-ranking person among those hostages?"

Deep Blue gestured for Zoya to shut her mouth and listen to him finish.

"In short, what they mean is that we should continue to maintain stability on both sides in the open, but the goal is also very clear."