After speaking, Fang Zhen looked toward Dalia.
A peculiar light flashed in Dalia's eyes. It seemed she had thought of many things, and the more she considered them, the more excited she became, her face beginning to flush.
Fang Zhen recognized one of Dalia's physical tells: the Countess would blush whenever she thought of something exciting.
After a moment, Dalia seemed to snap back to reality from her reverie.
"Okay, I agree to your terms," Dalia said. "But as you suggested, I want to be your sole distributor. And it must be *only* me. I want that exclusive right."
"In return, I can be flexible on the terms. I'll do my best to give you a generous price, or, as you said, help you gather the resources you're looking for."
Fang Zhen nodded.
