"Is that so? I don't see much difference."
Fang Heng looked at Pavao, who seemed reluctant to continue bringing out branches of the sacred Tree, appearing unenthusiastic.
They had agreed to come for a trade, but it seemed it ended up being fruitless.
However, he could not leave empty-handed this time. He had to get something beneficial from them.
If practical benefits weren't available, he could at least gather some intelligence, right?
Cutting to the chase, Fang Heng turned to Pavao and asked, "Since we're talking about cooperation, I have a few questions I'm curious about and would like answers from you."
"What questions?"
"What's the deal with pollution?"
Pavao looked puzzled, casting several glances at Fang Heng.
He felt that Fang Heng should understand pollution better than he did.
