Chapter 1057: Discrimination Treaty

The second day Sarah stayed at Ye Feng's place, the high fever on her body had disappeared, but she was still in a coma.
Sarah slept with Riven all night last night. Early in the morning, Riven habitually gets up early to clean the winter snow in the courtyard, and by the way, wakes up Ye Feng who lives next door and asks him to buy some ingredients for her.
Ye Feng naturally didn't dare not listen to her sister's request. Rubbing his sleepy eyelids, he went out under Riven's dozing eyes that he would never grow up.
After passing the Healer's House on the road, Ye Feng looked inside specially. Seeing only Soraka's maid, he pressed his intention to report to Soraka.
After walking slowly around the streets in the city, Ye Feng bought some ingredients and headed home.
As he walked, he unknowingly came to the hotel where the second daughter of Fiona was staying. Just passing by, he wondered whether to invite them back to eat together.
After hesitating for a moment, he walked up to the second floor, only to find that the second daughter of Fiona had left their respective rooms early.
Shrugging angrily, Ye Feng guessed that the two of them were probably going to practice swords outside the city again. After all, the two of them were more enthusiastic about kendo than ordinary people.
Leaving the hotel, Ye Feng was about to go back to meet Riven, but his shoulder was suddenly held by a hand.
I thought it was someone he knew who was playing a prank with him. Looking back, that person was a soldier in an Ionian uniform.
"Do you have anything to do with me?" Ye Feng asked directly why the soldier stopped him with some doubts.
The soldier bluntly replied: "Master Ye Feng, the Presidency Presbyterian summons you urgently. It is said that you have encountered a problem and need you to solve it!"
What would the elders of Presidian ask him for? He remembered that he and the Presbyterian Church had never socialized yet. This was Ye Feng's first reaction after hearing the soldier's answer. He frowned, feeling very confused about it.
After thinking about it, he decided to go to the Presbyterian Church. But before going, he still had a question in his heart, so he also asked: "How did you know my name is Ye Feng?"
"Master Ye Feng, you are a great hero who has repeatedly participated in the evacuation of the main continent human race. Now you are well-known in Ionia. I was fortunate enough to meet you with General Arelia last time, so I know you!"
The soldier was a little excited, and his expression seemed to be Ye Feng's obsessive brother, making him a little fluttering.
Coughing pretentiously, Ye Feng glanced at the ingredients in his hand embarrassedly: "I am a little inconvenient now, is the elders in a hurry?"
The soldier replied truthfully: "I don't know what exactly is going on, but I think the elders are very anxious when they ask me to spread the word. It is a big deal to think about it."
"Well, let's go now!"
"You come with me!"
Under the leadership of the soldiers, Ye Feng soon came to the quaint palace where the Presbyterian Church usually handles affairs.
Since it was the first time here, Ye Feng looked at the internal structure of the palace curiously, and its architectural style was like the ancient Ionia, full of the unique classical atmosphere of Ionia.
Passing through several corridors, Ye Feng saw from a distance an elderly person who was pacing back and forth in front of a closed dark red door.
He seemed to be aware of the arrival of Ye Feng, and the elder who was pacing back and forth cast an eager look at him. When he saw him brought by the soldiers, even though the elder did not recognize him, the elder confirmed that he was Ye Feng.
"You finally came, but we are anxious to death!" The elder said as he hurriedly walked towards Ye Feng's side.
"This is the elder of the Presbyterian Church, Lord Ye Feng, I will go down first!" The soldier gave Ye Feng a brief introduction, and then retired respectfully.
Following the elder's footsteps, Ye Feng asked curiously: "Elder, what made you so anxious to find me?"
Hearing this, the elder supported his forehead with a headache: "Remember those Freljord people you just rescued not long ago?"
Ye Feng nodded and said that he remembered, and the elder continued: "Today, I made an appointment to talk to their representative about the placement. Who knows that their representative has a brutal and rude temper and is unwilling to communicate with people in our presbytery, saying that we are not her allies. Later, we asked Galen of Demacia and said it was you who reached an alliance agreement with them, so please come over."
"Who is that representative?" Ye Feng roughly guessed who the representative was, but he still wanted to confirm.
Leading Ye Feng to the dark red gate, the elder seemed to be afraid of being heard by Sejuani, and deliberately lowered her voice: "It's Sejuani, this girl has a wild temper. Not only is she reluctant to communicate with us, she is also right. The resettlement plan we put forward is negative. Calling you over this time is not only to let you communicate with her, but also to let her accept our resettlement plan."
Ye Feng thought about it: "Tell me about the resettlement plan. I'll go in and talk to her."
Following the elder's talk about the resettlement plan, the look on Ye Feng's face became a little embarrassing.
Because compared with the resettlement of survivors in previous countries, Freljord's treatment is not even a bit worse, and even the resettlement area is much smaller.
It is important to know that the number of human races that Freljord evacuated is second only to Piltwolf, and that the resettlement site is too small will seriously affect the daily routine of the Freljord people.
It’s no wonder Sejuani’s violent temper will stubborn Ionian elders...
I don't quite understand how the elders' association negotiated such a resettlement plan, Ye Feng said displeased: "Elder, why is Freljord's resettlement treatment so bad?"
The elders spread their hands helplessly: "Because Ionia is now in need of too many refugees for relief, Ionia natives also need supplies and living areas, the disposable materials and free areas are already pitiful, and it is impossible to resemble them. We have no choice but to give Freljord the same treatment several times before!"
Although Ye Feng was uncomfortable with what the Freljord people were facing, he also felt that the elders were right.
If it is true as the elder said, then you can only wrong the clansmen of Sejuani, after all, it is an extraordinary period.
After careful consideration, Ye Feng decided to try to convince Sejuani for the elders. As for the success, he dare not pack the votes.
"Elder, I will try, but I can't guarantee that she will agree, so please be prepared for the failure of the negotiation."
As the voice fell, Ye Feng immediately opened the door and walked inside.
In the spacious conference hall, there is a conference table large enough to sit on dozens of people, and Sejuani is sitting at one end with her hands folded.
Hearing the sound of someone opening and closing the door, she didn't even look at who it was, and slammed a word that made Ye Feng a little embarrassed.
"Don’t give me the hate of disrespect for the elderly. No matter how many of you come here, it’s useless. I said that I only communicate with my allies, and even my allies, if you want me to accept that discrimination is everywhere. The settlement treaty is also impossible, get out!"
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