Bai Xiaosheng's string of words not only left the two clan leaders and the deputy mayor dumbfounded, but even Nick stared at Bai Xiaosheng in astonishment, as if listening to the insane babbling of a madman.
"Enough, enough!" Mr. Samba seemed to finally lose his patience, raising his voice to halt Bai Xiaosheng's "absurdities," with a cold laugh, "Let me tell you, even if your plans are feasible, Dilu City at most can only allocate funds for half a dam. Raising fish, generating electricity, setting up a canning factory—all require real money, not to mention rebuilding villages and improving agriculture. Are you going to provide this money?"
Deputy Mayor Samba looked at Bai Xiaosheng with mockery.
"I thought a guest of honor among you Kurik people would be someone noteworthy; turns out he's just a lunatic! You are only fit to associate with madmen!" The Kuer clan leader sneered at his old adversary.
