"If it weren't for the unique relationship between us affecting things, I think I would very much like to make friends with you—you're bold and honest!"
Rudy made no secret of his admiration for him, though his words carried a sense of regret.
"It's a pity though..." He suddenly withdrew his smile, lightly shook his head, and leaned back again on the sofa, tilting his head, his gaze coldly fixed on him, remaining silent for a long time.
"A pity?" Norton Abyss raised an eyebrow, his smile was profound, his gaze deep, and the air grew more murderous.
"A pity that we're destined to be rivals, not friends." Rudy stroked the rim of his cup with his finger, a cold smile playing on his lips, "Since you know why I've come to see you, let's get straight to the point!"
