"Besides, even if I do have what they want, it's non-essential for them, whereas what I need is crucial to me, even threatening my life! You or they would all love to see at least one of us five dead, wouldn't you? Hahaha."
Li Songhua's face darkened. The man's words now carried a hint of mockery. Unconsciously, he glanced at the third man playing with a piece of decorative item. His face was hidden behind a mask, his physique concealed within the folds of his black coat. But through the slight opening of the collar, one could vaguely see part of an exoskeleton armor, its style unknown, bearing no emblem of any of the six primary bases.
What worried Li Songhua the most was this masked man, introduced by the man surnamed Yang. Since the beginning, this man seemed indifferent, examining everything in the room more attentively than what they were discussing.
