"In every match, the winning side gets twenty percent of the supplies. Very fair, wouldn't you say?"
Zhou Jiangye stared at Xie Ning, as if trying to read something from her expression.
Unfortunately, he came up with nothing. There was something inscrutable about this woman.
To speak so confidently under everyone's gaze, she had to be extraordinary.
However…
'Damn it. In this predicament, it's hard for me not to accept the challenge.'
If he refused, the people from Golden City Base would probably mock him to high heaven, wouldn't they?
Chaoyang Base couldn't afford that humiliation.
Zhou Jiangye turned his head to look at the deputy base leader, Teng Hongming.
The latter immediately understood and nodded. "Yes, Base Leader. I'll arrange for our people to come over right away."
"Please wait a moment."
"Base Leader." Zhang Biyun wanted to say more, but Zhou Jiangye shot her a cold glare that silenced her completely.
