As Li Chen pondered in confusion, the veiled girl withdrew her gaze and nodded gently to Uncle Amu: "It's possible!"
Her voice was very pleasing, like an oriole emerging from the valley. However, it sounded extremely cold, colder than the ice and snow on Mount Everest.
Seeing the girl agree, Uncle Amu's excitement seemed as if he had caught sight of fifty thousand dollars waving at him.
He vigorously rubbed his hands together and said with a stern look: "Alright, miss, climbing Mount Everest is very dangerous, and every year climbers perish on it. If you have an accident, we take no responsibility. Also, if you withdraw halfway, we will not refund any of your fees!"
Uncle Amu said a lot, but the veiled girl's answer was very concise, with just one word: "Okay!"
Livia was extremely hospitable. Seeing a new companion enter, she cheerfully stretched out her little hand: "Hello, my name is Livia, from New York across the ocean. Nice to meet you!"
