"I am the Mechanical Master Castelon. I would force you? Ridiculous, ridiculous!"
The voice grew fainter. Li Ming touched his nose. Are all dwarves so explosive?
It fit the stereotype.
...
"I've never seen such a stubborn breed. Is the path of gene evolution easy!?" Castelon continued to rant.
"Xia Yuanlun is such a fool, just letting things slide."
This was an office, decorated with purple crystal ornaments everywhere, very much in the style of Yitelan civilization. Castelon was standing on the desk.
"Not even considering his age, still acting young, when will his temper moderate?" Beside him, a person wore an elegant purple robe embroidered with amethyst, ancient Yitelan nobility attire.
Picking up a crystal glass, the rich aroma of wine suffused the air.
"Kai Le, that's Yellow Bell Mechanical College!" Castelon couldn't help but say another sentence.
"Li Ming..." Kai Le smiled, "If it were someone else, I might be surprised, but if it's him, it's quite normal."
