Hua Junyan spoke with a bit of persuasion.
Fu Lanshan did not answer but instead asked, "Without his permission, would you agree to me using the Plant Zone's commercial route?"
Hua Junyan smiled without speaking, showing no trace of embarrassment.
Relationships are relationships, interests are interests. On the surface, Deep Blue Data and the Armed Train haven't repaired their relationship. Everyone belongs to different factions, like eggs in two baskets; naturally, there's no reason to put them back together.
Fu Lanshan didn't mind, "Let's not talk about this. What do you think about the Mechanical God Cult?"
"They're trying to replicate the Train Conductor."
"And then?"
"But I think they won't succeed."
Hua Junyan calmly denied the efforts being made by Ah Duo and the two hundred Holy Church Army soldiers.
"Yes, I think so too." Fu Lanshan nodded, "But this time, Deep Blue Data won't intervene."
"That's appropriate."
