"One million US dollars per mask, breathable, waterproof, no side effects! How many do you want? Just right, I can do some side business too!" Yuan Sitong originally thought Yun Hao would still be angry, but unexpectedly, Yun Hao instantly changed his face and even pulled out his phone to start recording!
"What do you mean? You can make them yourself?"
"Of course!"
"Then I just need one, and it has to be the very, very handsome kind!" Yun Hao also didn't expect Yuan Sitong to be able to make such high-tech stuff.
"How about this, you take ten masks, that's a total of ten million US dollars, and then I'll agree to continue renewing the contract with you! Anyway, you're Asura, a random task is worth that much money, you wouldn't mind spending that, right?" Yuan Sitong looked calculating.
