Xiao Ning'er's gaze lingered on the scroll, her fingers resting lightly against the table as if weighing its worth through touch alone.
"You want a share in our wine production… in exchange for this teleportation formation?" she asked again, her tone calm but edged with scrutiny.
Across from her, Hong Yiting inclined her head, her expression composed.
"Yes. We don't require silver this time," she said softly. "A share in the wine trade will suffice."
Silence settled between them as Xiao Ning'er lowered her gaze to the scroll once more.
This was an opportunity, one that could forge a strong and lasting partnership with the Silverwing Merchants.
But she didn't rush to make the deal.
Following her instructions from the previous day, Gu Xin had already run an investigation into the Silverwing Merchants and the results he found were unsettling.
There were no records of their activities anywhere. It was as if they had appeared out of thin air.
