At that moment, Li Ziran found himself almost ridiculous. He cared far too much about an ordinary Panda's opinion, as though he would have no way forward at all if Quentin refused.
Quentin did not answer Li Ziran immediately. His two round black eyes kept moving between the three shells, as if he were rapidly thinking over Snow's introduction.
All at once, the atmosphere grew oppressive. Clearly, Quentin did not entirely trust the shells before him.
Li Ziran disliked this atmosphere intensely. He could not leave the final decision in someone else's hands. Looking at the indecisive Panda, he suddenly smiled.
"Quentin, possessing these shells is extremely simple. Even if they aren't worth anything, danger comes with your line of work. Keeping a few on hand just in case can't hurt. These are just some little things I made. You can try them yourself. No matter how much I say, it won't be as convincing as experiencing them firsthand, right?"
Quentin gave a helpless, bitter smile. "Li, honestly, I really do want to help. But with a new product like yours, my sales channels... fine, fine, forget it. Give them here. If they fetch some money, great, but if they don't fetch much, don't blame me. I'm just an errand runner. Little favors are one thing, but something this big... all right, enough. Anything more is just hot air." He put away the three shells, then placed a token in Li Ziran's hand before leaving. "If you need anything, just burn this token and I'll get the message. Don't waste any more Void Coins. Oh, and don't let those hands know about the token."
Without another word, he hopped out through the wooden door cut into the back wall and vanished in the blink of an eye.
Quentin's departure brought