"Here."
Ruan Yan took an item out of his pocket and tossed it to her.
A string of gaudy beads.
He had visited a village where there was a minority presence, and these beads had a bit of exotic flair.
Mo Shangjun asked, "How much did it cost?"
Ruan Yan lifted his eyelid slightly and said, "Ten yuan for three."
"That's quite a bargain."
Mo Shangjun smoothly put the beads into her pants pocket.
The last time she came back from a business trip, she didn't bring anything for Ruan Yan.
Unexpectedly, Ruan Yan asked, "Do you know DARK?"
Sensing something, Mo Shangjun's thoughts quickly shifted as she skeptically queried, "The word or..."
"Mercenary organization."
Ruan Yan responded simply and clearly.
Suddenly, a flash of information crossed Mo Shangjun's mind.
DARK, mercenary organization.
To be precise, it's now a mercenary company with significant business operations.
Mo Shangjun squinted slightly, "Pei Linyuan?"
