frightfiction Chapter 450 Core Issue
Chapter 450 Core Issue
"Gone?"
Young Master Chu took a sip of tea and glanced at Singh calmly, with a hint of subtle sarcasm in his tone.
"Gone!"
Singh nodded heavily and said sincerely, "This is the final condition that Prime Minister Dimo gave me. I hope your country can accept our friendship."
"Daxia doesn't lack the $50 billion... As for the purchase of J-20 fighter jets, we have already given Babayang full authority. You can just go find him if you need to."
Young Master Chu said indifferently: "It seems that you still don't understand Daxia's position and principles. What we pursue is not economic interests, but the security and dignity of the country.
If India really wants to improve bilateral relations, it should show more sincerity and take practical actions instead of just staying at the level of money transactions.
Upon hearing this, Singh's expression changed slightly, and he instantly realized that his previous proposal did not touch upon the core concerns of the Great Xia Kingdom.
As for Young Master Chu asking him to negotiate with his arch-enemy Babayang about purchasing the J-20 fighter jets, it would be strange if he wasn't cheated to death.
He took a deep breath, lowered his head again, and said sincerely: "General Chu, please tell me clearly what our country should do to satisfy you."
"Land, our ancestors left us the descendants of Daxia, but you illegally occupied 100,000 square kilometers of land."
Young Master Chu slowly raised his head, stared at Singh with a sharp gaze, and said word by word: "The White Elephant Asan Kingdom needs to return the land of our ancestors. This is one of the core interests of our Great Xia Kingdom."
Young Master Chu's expression became extremely serious at this moment. His eyes were like two deep obsidians, burning with determination and fire.
He slowly put down the teacup in his hand. Although his movement was gentle, it was like a heavy hammer hitting Singh's heart, making people feel the anger contained in his words.
"Land is the legacy of our ancestors and the root and soul of the descendants of Daxia."
Young Master Chu's voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a hammer, hitting Singer's heart heavily.
"The 100,000 square kilometers of land illegally occupied by the White Elephant country is a pain we cannot avoid and a history we cannot forget."
He stood up slowly and straightened his back, as if he wanted to concentrate all his dignity and strength in this moment.
His eyes were like knives, staring directly at Singh.
"Daxia will not invade an inch of land from other countries, but no one can take away our ancestral land, not even an inch."
Young Master Chu's words were powerful, and every word was as sharp as a knife, striking directly at people's hearts.
There was unquestionable determination in his voice, which was declaring to the world that Daxia's defense of its territory could not be shaken by any force.
At this moment, Young Master Chu's image became taller and more majestic than ever before. His words not only represented his personal will, but also represented the position and determination of the entire Daxia Kingdom.
His words, like the echo of history, made President Xin feel the Great Xia Kingdom's persistent pursuit of territorial integrity and national dignity.
Facing Young Master Chu's powerful words, Singh's expression became complicated and tangled. His back, which was already a little bent, subconsciously lowered a little at this moment, as if carrying an invisible burden.
His eyes flickered, and he sometimes looked up at Young Master Chu, and sometimes lowered his head in deep thought. It was obvious that he was in deep contradiction and struggle.
"This...this question..."
Singh's voice was slightly hesitant, and his lips were tightly pursed, as if he was looking for the most appropriate words to avoid inflaming Young Master Chu's excited emotions.
"The land issue ... is very complex and involves multiple historical, legal and practical considerations."
His words were full of hesitations, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, appearing to be extremely difficult.
Singh's brows were furrowed and his face was full of worry. He couldn't find a suitable excuse for a moment.
It took him a long while to remember the diplomats' favorite tactic of "delay".
Singh took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then spoke again, but there was still obvious hesitation in his voice:
“We understand your country’s concerns about the land issue…but this issue will take time and require patience and understanding from both sides…
We are willing to find a solution acceptable to both sides through dialogue and consultation.”
However, his words did not elicit an obvious response from Young Master Chu. He just stared at him quietly. His gaze was like two sharp knives, making Chief Singh feel unprecedented pressure.
Under Young Master Chu's sharp gaze, Singh's expression became increasingly nervous, with beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead.
"This...this question,"
Singh's voice was trembling. He tried to steady his tone, but it was obviously ineffective. "General Chu... General Chu, this question is beyond my authority. I'm sorry I can't give you an accurate answer."
His voice became quieter and quieter, and in the end it almost became a murmur. He kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with his fingers...
"Chief Singh, Daxia still hasn't seen your sincerity."
Young Master Chu's voice was like a low echo from the Nine Nether Hell, with an unquestionable firmness that pierced Singh's heart.
There was no trace of emotion in his words, but they made people feel an irresistible power, as if every word contained endless weight, hitting Singer's heart heavily.
"But negotiations don't always succeed the first time."
Young Master Chu's expression finally eased a bit, and he sat back in his seat, and then said: "You can now go to the hotel that our Daxia military has arranged for you to rest, and by the way, report our attitude to your country's Prime Minister Dimo...
I will host you tonight and invite you to taste the delicacies of the capital. I hope you can give me an accurate answer then."
Singh's heart tightened when he heard this.
As the saying goes, there is no good banquet.
He knew that tonight's banquet was not only a treat for Singh, but also a deadline given by Young Master Chu.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, then stood up, bowed slightly to Young Master Chu, and said, "General Chu, thank you for your hospitality. I will convey the attitude of the Great Xia Kingdom to Prime Minister Dimo as soon as possible, and try to give you a satisfactory reply in the shortest possible time."
"very good!"
Young Master Chu nodded, stood up and walked to his desk, pressed the home button, and asked Wu Qingzhu to let the major come in.
Soon, the major officer pushed the door open.
"You lead General Singh to our military hotel to rest. I will host a banquet for General Singh at the Capital Hotel at 6 pm."
Young Master Chu gave brief instructions.