With sweet talk and wandering hands, Han Shuo took only half an hour to turn Fanny's anger into delight after she came to demand an explanation. Under his gentle words, Fanny left his residence thoroughly satisfied, a faint smile on her lips.
Han Shuo hurried to the Buster Trading Company as fast as he could and found Phoebe. He went straight to the point. "I need explosives-the kind with the greatest explosive force and killing power. Enough to flatten a small hill!"
"Heavens, what are you planning to do?" As a normal woman, Phoebe could guess without the slightest effort what Han Shuo intended when she heard his urgent demand for powerful high explosives, the stronger the better. Her pretty face filled with horror.
"Don't ask so many questions. Get them for me as soon as possible, and don't let anyone find out." Now that Han Shuo had hardened his resolve, he would not hesitate. Time waited for no one, so the sooner, the better.
Once a woman had a physical relationship with a man, even someone as cold and proud as Phoebe would change for him. In particular, Phoebe knew Han Shuo was shrewd and would not do anything foolish that was certain to get him killed. Thus, although she had her doubts, she did not insist on questioning him further when he urged her again. She immediately nodded. "Give me some time. I'll try to gather them through other channels."
"Good! I'll come to collect the explosives the day after tomorrow at the latest. Don't go away during these next two days." After giving her those instructions, Han Shuo hurried out of the Buster Trading Company.
He returned soundlessly to the secret chamber in his residence, used the Teleportation Array to return to the Death Cemetery, then flew