What came next was simple: raise the stakes, raise them hard, put out a condition the other side couldn't refuse.
Hua Zonglin straightened his expression. "I heard the conductor has been collecting information about the apocalypse?"
Su Huan half-squinted at him.
"You have some?"
"We do."
Su Huan's body leaned forward slightly. Even though his aura was tightly restrained, the two still felt their vision go black for a moment, like the sky was collapsing on them, the pressure crushing.
Su Huan said seriously, "You can start talking. If it's valuable, I'll accept your deal. If it's useless, I won't pay anything for it."
Hua Zonglin said sincerely, "We trust the conductor's character."
Hearing this, Lord Lian beside him almost couldn't help letting out a soft scoff.
She was already thinking she needed to raise two lobbyists this good herself.
But the aura rising beside her made even her involuntarily hold her breath.
