Xingtetsu: You are not included in Elio's script!

Chapter 664

Chapter 664

As Feng Jin raced against time to provide emergency treatment to the injured, the surrounding noise gradually faded away, leaving only the injured's faint moans and Feng Jin's low voices of comfort.

Lin Yu took the opportunity to walk aside, pulled a slightly calmer Ohma man, and asked softly, "How did this conflict suddenly break out? Was there anything unusual in the market before this?"

The Ohma frowned and said with lingering fear, "Today, the Xuanfeng people came to the market to trade. The goods they brought were very strange and the prices were very high. We Ohma people felt that it was not worth it, so we argued with them. Who knew that we started arguing and then fighting. But I always feel that the Xuanfeng people's attitude today is particularly tough, and it doesn't seem like they are here to do business properly."

Feng Jin had already treated the wounds of several seriously injured people. She stood up, rubbed her sore wrists, and looked at the two opposing parties with a firm gaze.

At this time, the leader of the Xuanfeng people stood up with a cold look in his eyes.

"Okhma people, we don't want to see this conflict today, but your people are really bullying us too much. Although our Xuanfeng City is not as good as before, we will not allow others to bully us."

Upon hearing this, the big man Ohma was about to rush forward to argue, but was stopped by Feng Jin.

"Calm down! There's no point in talking about this now. The most urgent thing is to find a solution and prevent the conflict from happening again." Feng Jin raised his voice.

At this moment, Aglaia's herald came hurriedly and read aloud, "Lord Aglaia has ordered that both sides immediately stop all conflicting behaviors. Representatives of the Ohma and Xuanfeng peoples must go to Kefale Square immediately to discuss a solution to this dispute. Those who disobey will be treated as destroying the peace of Ohma!" After hearing this, everyone looked at each other.

Under the gaze of the crowd, each side selected several representatives and walked towards Kefal Square.

Feng Jin, Lin Yu, Xing and San Yueqi also decided to go together.

Along the way, Feng Jin kept thinking in his mind, is this really just a simple transaction? With these questions, they arrived at Kefal Square.

Many residents of Ohma and Xuanfeng people who had rushed there after hearing the news had already gathered in the square, and the atmosphere was solemn and depressing.

Soon, representatives from both sides stood in the center of the square.

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In Kefale Square, sunlight struggled to penetrate the thick clouds, casting mottled light and shadows, casting an uneasy veil over the tense negotiations.

The residents of Ohma gathered at the edge of the square, their eyes filled with anger and expectation, and their whispers spread in the air like a tide.

The Xuanfeng people stood in groups of three or four, with straight postures, stern expressions, and a murderous aura emanating from their bodies, forming a sharp contrast with the Ohma people.

The representative of Ohmafang was one of the most prestigious members of the city's Senate. He was dressed in a long robe, and his beard trembled slightly with his breathing.

The elder cleared his throat, and his voice echoed in the square. "Xuanfeng people, today's conflict has left our city of Ohma in ruins, and many innocent people have been injured. You must be responsible for your actions and give us a reasonable explanation and compensation."

The representative of the Xuanfeng people, their currently recommended "leader", took a step forward.

He raised his chin slightly, looked fearlessly into the elder's eyes, and said in a firm tone, "Explanation? How have you Ohma people ever given us fairness? From the moment you stepped into this market, you have been picky about our goods and used contemptuous words. It was you who started the war. If you want compensation, you should also pay for the casualties and damaged dignity of our warriors." After saying that, he turned slightly sideways and gestured to the Xuanfeng people behind him who also had stern expressions and were slightly injured. Although their wounds had been simply bandaged, blood still seeped through the bandages.

The two sides exchanged harsh words and neither gave in.

At this moment, Feng Jin could no longer bear it. She quickly walked through the crowd, stood between the two sides, opened her hands, and shouted loudly, "Enough! This endless quarrel will not produce any results. The injured are still suffering, and the city needs to be restored urgently. We can't go on like this!"

Feng Jin turned to the Xuanfeng representative,

"I understand that you have come from afar with sincerity, and I also understand that you have suffered misunderstanding and injustice."

"But now, violence and hatred will only make the situation worse. Can you put aside your prejudices and work with us to find a solution to bring some peace to the injured people?"

Then, she looked at the elders again, and said in a gentle but firm tone, "Elder, we Ohma should show more demeanor at this moment. Simply demanding compensation and pursuing responsibility cannot fundamentally solve the problem. It is better for us to work together to explore a way to coexist peacefully for a long time."

The elder frowned slightly, lost in thought, and his eyes inadvertently caught sight of Aglaia in the dark.

Feng Jin stood aside, thinking secretly in his heart.

The conflict between the two parties may not only stem from the transaction price, but also involve their cultural differences and long-standing prejudices.

The Xuanfeng people come from a city-state that makes a living by fighting. Their goods are mostly weapons with special purposes or special objects from afar. In their eyes, these items are priceless. The Ohma people live in a relatively stable holy city and pay more attention to the comfort and harmony of life. They do not understand the goods of the Xuanfeng people and cannot accept the overly high prices.

At this point, Feng Jin had an idea and continued, "I have a suggestion. We can set up a special trading market, jointly managed by Ohma and Xuanfeng City. The goods brought by the Xuanfeng people can be evaluated by professional appraisers to determine a reasonable price range. At the same time, we can also hold some cultural exchange activities to let the Ohma people understand the culture of the Xuanfeng people and the value of their goods. This will not only promote trade, but also enhance mutual understanding and reduce conflicts."

After hearing this, everyone fell into deep thought.

The elder and Chief Xuan Feng looked at each other, seemingly weighing the feasibility of this proposal.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked out from the crowd. It was Aglaya.

"Feng Jin's proposal is very good. I agree with it. At the same time, I will send my people to help manage the trading market and ensure fairness and justice."

With Aglaya's support, the elders and the leader of Xuanfeng finally nodded in agreement, and the atmosphere in the square suddenly eased a lot.

However, just when everyone thought that the crisis was about to be resolved, Lin Yu discovered an abnormal situation.

He noticed that in the corner of the square, there were a few figures moving stealthily, with a hint of weirdness in their eyes.

Lin Yu was shocked. Perhaps there was a deeper conspiracy brewing behind this conflict!

In the square, Lin Yu quietly followed the suspicious figures. When he passed through the bustling crowd, a hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder.

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