For him, even though both are pharmacists, Vilosheng's Seventh Rank strength is clearly some kind of hindrance. If it wasn't for the fact that they were in similar situations, wanting another person to share the risk, he wouldn't have brought Vilosheng along.
Moreover, facing Fan Mao's threat, the most anxious one is also Vilosheng. Yet now he seems completely unhurried, seemingly not taking it seriously at all.
"Ha, of course, I have legitimate business! Look at this, it's a piece of intelligence I got from a Paradise Contractor I've contacted!"
Vilosheng's smile was somewhat exaggerated. Madison took the communicator handed over, glanced at it, and his furrowed brow eased upwards.
"Where did this intelligence come from? Is it reliable?"
After carefully looking through the sparse pages twice, Madison quickly asked.
