Facing Fan Xing's retort, Feng Jun shook his head and said helplessly, "I really don't care whether you're the Rebel Army's leader or not... Since this is a deal, can't we negotiate properly? Always pulling tricks like this is really tiresome."
"The Rebel Army's leader? How did you know..." Fan Xing's expression changed again, but she quickly recovered and answered with a bitter smile, "Actually, I can't command those forces. At present, I'm merely an opponent."
"Perhaps," Feng Jun replied with a casual nod. "But that isn't important to me. Let's discuss the deal instead. Five Life Potion Production Lines—what do you want in exchange?"
Fan Xing and Rui Qingfeng exchanged a glance. After a moment of silence, Rui Qingfeng finally spoke. "Mr. Feng, forgive my presumption... We originally hoped to cooperate, but from the sound of it, you only want a transaction?"
"Yes." Feng Jun nodded without hesitation. "Can two sides with unequal status... really cooperate?"
After saying that, he glanced at the two corpses again. "Mm, the strength isn't quite equal either."
Those words were utterly unforgiving. Rui Qingfeng did not even know how to respond. Fan Xing, however, frowned slightly before speaking in a deep voice. "I don't entirely agree with you. A partnership may have a stronger side and a weaker side, but that doesn't mean cooperation is impossible."
"Heh." Feng Jun smiled indifferently. He had no interest in arguing with her—it simply was not worth it. "Name your price for the five Life Potion Production Lines."
The two exchanged another glance, and Rui Qingfeng shook his head slightly. He was not merely accompanying Fan Xing; strictly speaking, neither of them took precedence over the other. Fan Xing had her needs, while Boss Rui had his own plans.
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