"Of course, we will decide together."
The receptionist's mind flickered, being an experienced insider, he quickly handed over a document, saying, "Here are the recent developments of the Demon Race, as well as the preliminary determined quotas. Please take a look first, and if there are any objections, we can discuss further."
You Yu took it over, his eyes scanning through dozens of pages of data. It was even more incredible than speed reading; given a Human Immortal's powerful Divine Sense and information processing capabilities, he instantly grasped the contents.
He skimmed through it, then passed it on to the others, and with that, the ten magnates had completed their homework.
The receptionist wiped his sweat. There was no way to compete.
"What do you all think?" You Yu asked.
"No objections so far; it's not too late to discuss after the meeting." He He said.
Everyone agreed, as there were meetings every day for five days, a battle of wits and words was inevitable.
