heard this name.

Su Wen immediately recalled the ‘Professor Purcell Lando Platinum’ mentioned by the announcer just now.

It seems everything can be explained.

But before he could say anything else, Famir coldly gave a rejection answer in advance:

"Give up, I won't tell you more about the Lost Sea."

"Understandable."

Su Wen calmly put his right hand on the table and continued:

"But if, the known information is used as a bargaining chip in exchange.

Miss Farmer.

Is this acceptable to you?"

From the conversation just now, he could see that the "Romantic Spirit of Dionysus" had no appeal to Miss Farmier.

In other words, it is probably not feasible to build relationships based on identity at this stage.

on the contrary.

Use chips to trade rationally.

Perhaps more appropriate.

Hearing what he said, Famir had an unexpected expression on his face.

The petite girl leaned on a baroque-style wooden chair made of high-grade black walnut wood from the North American hardwood forest and began to seriously think about the feasibility of this matter.

Three minutes later.

In the end, she maintained due vigilance:

"To be frank, you are better than those hypocritical scholars, Mr. Kevin.

But I still can't trust you now.

Besides, it's already a bit late.

If you like, I'd like to book a spot on the Wiltings tomorrow.

We will discuss this matter in detail at that time.”

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