The quality would drop significantly. Mutants would lose some of their ability to change, but at least they'd retain a little. Of course, it varied from person to person."
"Oh? You know about that? You... agree to it?"
Fang Yuxuan froze for a moment. She hadn't thought something like this could happen, so she'd known nothing about it. But how did this woman know so much?
Was she part of the organization?
And... what was Haiyuan Company? Wasn't it True Dragon?
"Of course we agree. There are far more Seven-Star Mutants here than there are in Asia."
"You seem to know quite a bit... I'm starting to regret handing over my gun."
Fang Yuxuan gave a cold laugh. With this woman knowing so much, claiming she had no ties to the organization would be like burning newspaper at a grave to fool a ghost.
The woman picked up the small fan on the table and covered her mouth with it as she laughed.
"Hehe... You really are straightforward. Even if you had a gun, I'm not saying I'd be afraid of your threats. But even if you threatened me, do you think you could still walk out of this survivor settlement alive after hurting me?"
As she spoke, the woman's expression cooled slightly. After all, Fang Yuxuan had threatened her first. When someone threatened you openly on your own turf, putting on a friendly face would make you a fool.
"Remember, this is America, and my place is a sanctuary for people of Chinese descent. If anything happened to me..."
At that, the woman's expression changed again. Her stern look gave way to the same smile as before, the fan still held at the corner of her mouth.
"You'd be unwelcome at every other sanctuary for people of Chinese descent,