"Ha, you're this optimistic?"
"You don't believe it?"
"Maybe Yinbasim will turn against the Alliance and start a war? By then, they might execute all of us."
"Ah, this..." Fan Xiaocheng was stunned for a moment, then continued, "Impossible, right? They still dare to start a war? Looking for death? I've been running this trade line North and South for a long time, it's no exaggeration to say that the Eastern Cosmos Domain relies on us for food; it would be against their own interests, smashing their own rice bowl?"
"Who knows. Even if they're seeking death, they always have time to shoot us before they go down."
"No, you're just too pessimistic."
"..."
Hearing no response from the other side, Fan Xiaocheng continued, "Even if that's the case, the Alliance will definitely send someone to save us."
"Heh."
"What? Why are you sneering? You don't trust the Alliance?"
"Heh."
