Long Xinghe felt a bit like laughing.
The words "exploitation" were even used.
Had he forgotten who he was complaining about?
It was Ali, the one whose life he guarded!
"It's not all Ali's idea; I am just anxious to get everything sorted out before I return to Tengbei."
Long Xinghe didn't want to waste time. After sitting down at the table, she picked up Ali's weapon and continued with the final touches.
"There isn't much left to do. Once this weapon is finished and I use up all of her remaining raw materials to make the last batch of ammunition, basically everything will be complete."
"So, you'll be heading back to Tengbei then?"
Feng Wuya's voice carried a calmness.
But within that calmness, there was also a hint of coldness.
Long Xinghe glanced at him, knowing he was not pleased, but she still smiled and said, "I can't stay here forever, imposing on you."
"I never said you couldn't..."