After finally prying the other person off, and seeing the old scholar's big, twinkling Kazilan eyes looking at her, Qian Qi "ruthlessly" shifted her gaze away.
"This is researched by the team I invested in; I'm just the angel investor who puts up the money."
She cleared her throat and rambled nonchalantly, "But I'm really not interested in setting up a factory to manufacture weapons, so I chose to sell them to your lab."
The old scholar visibly flinched.
Who doesn't know that in this turbulent era of instances, weapons that can kill Magic Beasts are the most profitable? As an investor, naturally, you hope for more money, and it's best if the core technology of the weapon is under your control.
So, as an old expert in the arms direction, Qian Qi's words were like a billionaire saying to a poor guy with a monthly income of two thousand: "I'm not interested in money."
Seriously, what a show-off!
