"Difficult? Mr. Wells, just say it." Jun Moyan knew what Wells wanted to do, yet he feigned ignorance.
"Well, that depends on whether you, Jun Moyan, have any sincerity." Wells smiled.
"Sincerity? Like what?" Jun Moyan raised an eyebrow lightly.
Jun Moyan's pretending to be clueless made Wells quite dissatisfied.
He took a breath and said, "Since we've come this far, I won't beat around the bush with you, Jun Moyan. We can pretend what happened with Xu Xiao never occurred, and now I sincerely represent NEW to invite you to join us. I wonder if you are interested."
As he spoke, he proactively extended his hand towards Jun Moyan.
Who was Jun Moyan? A figure desired by countless national armies and the Mafia alike, essentially a walking arsenal.
What he owned couldn't be measured by money anymore.
What he held was exactly what they lacked the most.
If they could really recruit Jun Moyan, they could even trample the Baiming Sect underfoot.
