As for the communications equipment business, Huangfu Wuxia naturally had no desire to yield it. But the key was that, even by her standards, Baili Adept's analysis of the situation was basically correct—no matter how unwilling she was to admit it.
As long as the Yin Sha Sect stepped forward and offered sufficient benefits, the Tiantong Merchant Alliance really might relinquish this business. Once those two had reached an agreement, the Huangfu Clan's opinion could basically be ignored.
After cursing furiously, she finally sighed after a long while. "I must preserve the Huangfu Clan's right to handle construction and debugging. If they want to take that away, I'd rather destroy those eight people. If they won't let the Huangfu Clan live well, then nobody should expect to live well... What do you think, Feng Adept?"
Feng Jun did not find her malicious—because on the Phone Plane, this was a common way of thinking.
To judge someone properly, one had to place them in the era they lived in. Any attempt to judge historical figures while divorcing them from their times was sheer hooliganism.
So he merely smiled and asked, "Are you willing to become nothing more than a contractor in the future?"
Thanks to him, Huangfu Wuxia now understood some Blue Star Realm vocabulary. She spread her hands, her delicate brows rising slightly. "Then what can I do? I'm desperate too."
Feng Jun smiled faintly. "Have you considered... communications security?"
That was what concerned him most. He had not considered it before; Baili Adept's words just now had startled him.
After probing for a while, he discovered that Baili Adept merely wanted to grab a few petty benefits, and he secretly let out a breath of relief. Fortunately.
Why had he dragged out a nonexistent sect to intimidate them? Because