"Let them see it."
The Military Saber obediently picked up a note and slowly waved it in front of the seven groups of people.
The abundance of X marks on the paper made everyone's eyes hurt, especially Liu Kun, whose internal fire seemed extinguished by a bucket of cold water. Yet, in its place was a long-lost calm, overshadowed by an overwhelming confusion.
What is he trying to do?
What exactly does this Intern Inspector want to achieve?
"Alright, I'll give you one more chance. Negotiate the compensation, and once you're done, fill out the results on the paper."
Cheng Ye clapped his hands, crumpled the X-marked notes into a ball and tossed them into the nearby trash can, signaling the Military Saber to distribute a new note to everyone.
"Take note, if your negotiation results still don't reach 10 votes this time, I'll have the compensation terms voted on by those outside. Whatever they say, goes."
What? Compensation terms will be voted on by outsiders?
