"Really? I don't believe it!"
"Then don't believe it." As Dusk's 'representative', Tia appeared very calm and resigned. Zheng Yichen could say whatever he wanted.
After all, once here, the mission must be completed. If not, even though Zheng Yichen is a rare special variety among the Proxy Agents, he'd still be thrown into the Frozen Ground.
Zheng Yichen took out a faith armament he crafted himself and placed it on the long table: "I want to understand some things from you guys."
"This... is too courteous, isn't it?" A Dusk mercenary glanced at the weapon Zheng Yichen placed on the long table, a weapon imbued with strong 'belief'.
It was an extremely formidable weapon.
"No need to be courteous, this weapon isn't worth much to me."
Hearing Zheng Yichen say this, and considering the Proxy Agent's might, the Dusk mercenaries quietly accepted the weapon. How to divide, how to use it would be discussed later.
