"Are you sure?"
A lazy voice rang out, its simple intonation enough to stir one's heartstrings.
"Pretty sure."
"Then is Jiuding's cooperation with Jinhai beneficial or harmful to us?"
The woman continued to ask.
For a moment, no one answered.
"Qing Ye, you have lived in Shenzhou all this time; give us your opinion."
The woman's gaze fell on Qiu Zhaobin.
Qiu Zhaobin lifted his head, hesitated for a long time, and then, bracing himself, said, "It's a mix of both."
"What are the benefits? And the disadvantages?"
The woman, whose eyes and brows oozed a rich allure, casually rested her elbow on the low table, propped up her chin, revealing her curves, and was full of charm. Yet, Qiu Zhaobin dared not look directly at her.
