Ji Dong silently nodded, carefully closed the brocade box, and cautiously stored it inside his Vermilion Bird Bracelet. Seeing him put away the four bottles of wine, the fatty flesh on Zhou Xiaoxiao's face finally relaxed, "Ji Dong, can we now have a proper discussion?"
Ji Dong nodded and replied, "Go ahead."
Zhou Xiaoxiao perked up and said, "The incident in Central Plains City was just an accident. I can assure you that it will never happen again. I hope you will continue to fulfill the original promise and visit the Western Gold Empire soon to undergo the Trade Association Council's assessment. Of course, if you don't want to, that's fine. Consider these four bottles of wine as a gift from me. I, the fat man, can still afford such small items."
Ji Dong was somewhat surprised by Zhou Xiaoxiao's last remark. He had thought the fat man would use this as a persuasion, but unexpectedly he said this instead. Looking up at Zhou Xiaoxiao, he met his eyes, small yet extremely sincere.
