"It's simple, because I can't trust you."
"We're just cooperating..."
"A famous businessman on Blue Star once said," Chu Xiu interrupted it, with a faint smile, "No one can get rich by shorting their own country."
"Without the skin, there is nowhere for the hair to attach, such a simple truth, I still understand."
In Chu Xiu's previous life, there were many comprador classes.
But these people all met bad ends. Without the protection of their country, their wealth was like floating duckweed, ready to be plundered at any time.
Of course, the Awakened are different; their own martial power is their greatest protection.
Yet Chu Xiu still believed that only within a complete social order could he develop most securely— at least until he possessed power surpassing that of a Celestial King.
And Chu Xiu's words also made Mugos' face darken.
"If you have nothing else to say, sir—"
Chu Xiu raised the Chiwen in his hand: "Then I'll see you off."
