Hearing Gu Xiyue's mutterings to herself, Fall stopped speaking on the other end.
After a long while, Gu Xiyue indifferently replied with a single word, "Accept."
"Won't you think it over? Aren't you afraid of encountering a swindler?" Fall sounded a bit surprised in his tone.
Obviously, he hadn't expected Gu Xiyue to make a decision in such a short period.
"If it's a swindler, then so be it. To me, MR-7 is nothing more than useless junk," Gu Xiyue maintained her indifferent tone. "Not just junk, but dangerous junk that could bring about fatal troubles."
Fall "..."
"Do you want to contact them yourself or should I help you?" Knowing Gu Xiyue disliked dealing with people, Fall took the initiative to ask.
"I'll do it myself."
Upon hearing this, Fall stayed silent for a moment before speaking with a hint of regret, "I was hoping to make some connections this time, looks like I'll have to find another excuse."
