"I'm glad we reached a consensus, which also avoided a bloody mess in the house," Lin Yaying chuckled, her words edged with sarcasm. "Clean up that viscera and muscle paste on the walls is no easy task, as you know."
Chen Ke didn't care about Lin Yaying's mockery; he just wanted to know more about the Symbiotic Stone.
"Does that mean we've settled our negotiations?" Li Moyang also breathed a sigh of relief.
"You could say that," Chen Ke said.
Li Moyang turned and walked to the glass cabinet, took out an unopened bottle of whiskey and three small cups, and handed one to Chen Ke and Lin Yaying, filling each.
"Here's to our pleasant cooperation," Li Moyang was the first to raise his cup.
Chen Ke and Lin Yaying also symbolically raised their cups and made a toasting gesture in the air.
Chen Ke downed his whiskey in one go; the spicy liquid wrapped around his tongue, a sweet yet astringent taste exploding in his mouth and then flowing down his throat into the void.
