Qin Ziwen said, "What you're saying is good, but is there an easier way to get springs?"
Li Yue had a sudden realization. "Bro, don't tell me you don't have a car."
"WOOF WOOF." The golden retriever barked twice, wagging its tail.
"..."
Li Yue chuckled and leaned in. "It's fine, I do."
"Impressive." Qin Ziwen wasn't too surprised he had a car. After all, this kid could afford to mess around with cold weapons and Mountain Armor, so his family must be well-off. "I won't take it for free. I can trade you supplies for it later."
Li Yue chuckled again and offered, "No, don't. If you give me something, you're looking down on me. My car isn't much use anyway. Brother Qin, if you can salvage useful parts from it, you'd actually be putting it to good use."
