Tetra's expression was incredibly grim.
He had extended his invitation with such confidence, only to be rejected. What was with their attitude? They even seemed afraid he would force them to go back, practically wishing he would leave as soon as possible.
'Could it be that these people have no regard for their motherland at all?'
'Don't they want to return to their homeland?'
'No, that's impossible.'
He refused to believe that his fellow countrymen, who had fled to the Xuanfeng Alliance, could forget their homeland in such a short time.
With that thought, he slammed his hand on the table and glared viciously at the town mayor. "Are you behind this? Did you deliberately arrange for these people?"
"You're defying the orders of your Xuanfeng Alliance! Your officials promised to cooperate with us."
The mayor looked at Tetra as if he were an idiot. 'Doesn't this guy get it? The Alliance is so confident because they know these people from Myanmar don't want to go back.'
