Pava's mind raced with numerous thoughts, and after a long pause, his gaze fixed on Qinghe, "How do you want to partner up?" She was right; the arms business was indeed tough at present, but they couldn't just discard it, as letting it go would harm their reputation. It was like a rib that was tasteless to eat yet a pity to throw away. The profits were pitifully small, and they often had to pay a higher price. They had recognized that they had no other options but to deal with them, or else losing credibility with the customers would lead to serious losses.
He had always been troubled by this issue. Even if he wanted to bypass the middlemen and contact the arms manufacturers directly, it was impossible. They never showed themselves, being extremely cautious, always using those arms dealers to make appearances so that, even if trouble arose, it wouldn't trace back to them.
