Qu Jianlei froze for a good while, before he managed to suppress the shock in his heart.
Then he shook his head, "I seem to have some impression of this, but... it's unrelated to cultivation, right?"
"How did ancient people cultivate, who could know?" The dark-skinned man looked at him, "Are you just being contrary?"
These words sounded harsh, but ultimately, it was a tactic.
He wanted to use this rhetoric to make the other party explain voluntarily, possibly obtaining some useful information.
However, Qu Jianlei didn't argue with him, just smiled indifferently, "Whatever you say."
The three characters on the cover were truly familiar to him, but he didn't believe this thing could help in cultivation.
The dark-skinned man's expression dropped, "Are you saying our chips aren't enough to collaborate with you?"
"I really wish I could say no, honestly," Qu Jianlei replied earnestly.
"But if the book you stole is this type, there's really no need to cooperate."
