Lu Luo returned to the ground, where Wu Yi, Wu Ye Ji, Zhang Changming, and others were already waiting for him. Seeing Lu Luo's distressed appearance, most of them had already guessed how the negotiations had gone.
Zhang Changming walked straight over. "Care for a drink?"
"Ah?" Lu Luo was somewhat surprised. He truly felt that the entire Imperial Capital was now under the shadow of the Angel Envoy. He was still completely clueless; going for a drink now would be utterly irresponsible.
However, Zhang Changming's next words struck a chord with him. "Feeling the pressure? There's really no need for that; the burden is never solely on you. You're not the savior of all mankind. Even if humanity truly needs a savior, there are many stronger than you. It's not your turn!"
