Even as a notable figure in the Federation, Feng Yi felt like a tiger fallen in the plains, bullied by dogs, in this ghostly spot where birds don't even bother to shit. Knowing that Tuolei was definitely overpricing, he sighed heavily and reluctantly said, "If you put it that way, uncle, I'm afraid the material cost would be exorbitantly high, alas... never mind."
Tuolei startled and hurriedly asked why he had changed his mind. Did he not want to upgrade his mecha anymore?
To this, Feng Yi responded with a despair-filled closure of his eyes, as if he had lost all his will to live, and expressed that it was not so. He gently explained that his requirements for a mecha weren't that demanding. After all, a true warrior always relies on his own strength. What he craved was not the mecha itself, but granting it a soul.
