Old Mr. Spark picked up the pipe, lit it, took a puff, looked at Tristan, and nodded in satisfaction, "I'm very pleased that you can stand up for Quercia."
Tristan sat down, leaned on the chair, and said to Old Mr. Spark, "I don't understand."
Old Mr. Spark took a sip of his cigarette pouch, picked up his teacup, and blew lightly. Then he said, "Have you heard of South Mountain Project?"
Tristan was surprised. He didn't expect Old Mr. Spark to mention this to him suddenly, and nodded, "I heard a little, but not much."
"Hehe," Old Mr. Spark chuckled, "This matter itself has been kept hidden, and not much information has been spread out. Did Walten tell you?"
Tristan didn't hide anything, and nodded his head, "Yeah."