"I just don't understand why you would give up such a good opportunity to earn money."
Sire Nine expressed his confusion and wanted to get an answer from Ji Ziming.
"I'm not rejecting you. It's just that I don't need it, so it can't be considered as rejection."
Ji Ziming's voice was terrifyingly cold and his entire being was filled with coldness. As long as it was someone on his business list, it was someone he knew well. Although Sire Nine was not as cold as the outside world made him out to be, he was already suspicious.
"Alright, I understand. Then, I wish your company good luck. I'll go back now. I hope that we still have a chance to work together next time."
Sire Nine smiled awkwardly and turned to leave.
"We won't have a chance to work together unless you tell me what the medicinal powder is."
