"Oh, I've eaten already." Upon hearing Ko Gohon's words, Hong Dali sniffled, bored. "I've eaten at the breakfast shop at West Second Loop. It's fried doughs and soy milk, coupled with some salted vegetables. I think it won't taste too different from the one made over here. Hey, I say, are you tired or not. Just give me that car and it's done. My time is very tight, I don't have time to talk about all sorts of things with you, alright?"
Unfortunately, what Hong Dali said was the truth. He really couldn't be bothered with fighting with this Ko Gohon. After all, his time was very precious. It cost hundreds of thousands per minute. Moreover, that side still had quite a lot of things waiting for him to decide on, and there were also many new setups at Chuyin's side waiting for him to input his ideas on.