Air-to-Air

"Oh, oh, from the sound of it, you want to make another deal?"

Faced with Ronan's question, Horned Demon first flashed a grin, then put on an exaggerated expression of sympathy. "I understand how you feel, Boss Ronan, but I must sincerely tell you that this is genuinely valuable intelligence, and its value is rapidly increasing... And the key factor behind that increase is you! The greater your fame, the higher your status, the more valuable this lead becomes. To the point that you, Boss Ronan, who so perfectly created this trend, can no longer afford the price. The evil capitalist society is just that shameless!"

"In fact, quite a few people have already made offers. I'm considering them. Yes, I saw your eyes. I know your guesses are all correct. As for the practical value of these notes, I'll make the best possible use of it. After all, you only want their commemorative value, don't you?"

Horned Demon swiftly returned to his twisted-grin mode, smiling even more gleefully. "Same as before, everyone needs to revise their impression of one another. I'm actually a decent person, just not easily understood. I particularly need people's respect and trust. I hope you won't disappoint me, Boss Ronan... All right, now you have to make a decision: whether this delightful transaction will continue. If you agree, transfer the deposit into my account first. Let me hear that little 'ding' first, then we'll have plenty of time to decide the remaining price and where to meet for the exchange."

"Oh, and one more kind reminder. As you can see, I'm currently in the Wilderness, where transportation isn't very convenient. You'll have to take that into account too. When you calculate it all out, twelve hours really isn't much time."

Back in the office, sweat