"Do you think there really is rare metal in Phoenix Mountain?"
It's been two days since those people came looking for trouble, and as expected, they haven't returned.
But Chi Youyou still hasn't figured out the deal with this rare metal, and why someone would post something like that?
Aren't those posts just causing chaos?
Song Shiyu put down the document in his hand, "Whether or not there's any so-called rare metal, Phoenix Mountain is indeed a nourishing place, just difficult to access."
Chi Youyou was noncommittal about this.
"Even without this rare metal as bait, people will still covet it; rather than letting it be desired, why not let it flourish on its own?"
"What do you mean?"
"I've organized this over the past two days, you can take a look."
Chi Youyou took the materials from him. He seemed very busy these two days, always in meetings, leaving the village affairs to Jiang An.
He left early and returned late every day, getting much darker.
