"What plan?" Gao Neng looked up again.
"A plan to control a race, of course!" Gao Xiaomeng said matter-of-factly.
"Er..." Gao Neng faltered. He wanted to probe further, but he knew it wasn't the right time to ask directly. The situation was clear: Gao Xiaomeng needed something from him. If he pressed for more details, the tables would turn, and he'd be the one asking her for a favor.
One put him in control, the other made him passive.
He didn't have to think twice about which was better.
"Alright. But before we discuss the specific plan, you have to tell me how you know the secret of the Seed of Resurrection." After a moment's thought, Gao Neng decided to take an indirect approach.
"I knew you'd ask that, Bro." Gao Xiaomeng didn't seem surprised. She stuck a hand inside her clothes, rummaged around for a bit, and pulled out a small vial. "Bro, take a look. What's this?"
"What is it?" Gao Neng subconsciously reached out for it, then casually opened the vial.
