"General Jon," the Queen addressed him with a cold voice. "Why does Branson want to make a deal with us?" "You are all around ChandLand. And we both know that it will only take one nod from the mafia king to burn down ChandLand into ashes." The Queen didn't waver her gaze. "And as I know, Queen, Branson's have more gold and diamonds than us, so Generals, what do you want from us? You have everything?" Jones asked with a cold voice. "You have a point," Jon said. "And you have a good mind, General Jones, but you know, our King does not have everything. There are many things in this world that are more precious than diamonds and gold," Jace continued with a small smirk on his face. "Instead of having a bloodbath, Our Mafia king wants to make a friendly deal." Jace continued. "That's what I don't understand, General. As far as I remember, we don't have any precious things that we can offer him; we only have this land where we Chands live in peace," Maryes said with a cold voice. "
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