Qin Mo knew nothing about any of this; he was currently captivated by an object on the "Crimson Rose."
"Did you make this? Did you make it yourself?" Qin Mo asked Isabel, pointing to an exceptionally beautiful clock.
"I've said it three times already. If you doubt me again, I'll drain you dry!" Isabel's eyes shifted between pink and blood red before finally returning to pink.
Qin Mo quickly smiled and complimented, "I was amazed by its exquisite craftsmanship. I never imagined you could make machinery, and do it so well!"
"And then?" Isabella's expression softened slightly, but her tone remained cold.
"What then?" Qin Mo asked, puzzled.
“From what I’ve observed, you never show such great interest in any object. Even with my ship, the ‘Crimson Rose,’ you only admired it for a moment. But you stared at this clock for a full half hour.”
Isabella leaned closer to Qin Mo, her towering breasts dazzling Qin Mo's eyes, and said smugly with her pink lips, "So, you want this clock, is that right?"
"No, I don't want this clock, I swear!" Qin Mo immediately denied Isabella's guess.
Isabella tilted her head and looked at Qin Mo. With her experience, she couldn't help but feel that he wasn't lying. "Strange, how could my careful observation of him these past few days be wrong?"
Oakes and Mars, standing nearby, were completely dumbfounded. When did the cold and domineering Princess become like this? She would never look at a man for more than a minute! Not even someone like Dracula.
Just as Isabella's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, Qin Mo spoke.
"Hehe! Actually, you guessed correctly. I don't want the clock itself, I want... the person who can make it!"
The atmosphere in the cabin became strange and dangerous. Oakes and Mars changed their "pretend we don't exist" attitude and both of them exuded a terrifying aura, their eyes filled with fierce killing intent as they looked at Qin Mo.
"Little guy, do you... know what you're saying?"
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