Hong Dali's intention was just to show Deca his mechas. After all, he depended on them to travel to space when the High-Energy Electronic Collision Machine was ready. Hong Dali wanted Deca's opinion on whether these two mechas could make it.
He didn't expect Deca to have such a reaction—Aye, aye, aye. Were you intending to bite them with your teeth?
"Oh my God." Deca felt completely defeated, with tears rolling down his cheeks. "Brother Dali, do you know how much your two mechas cost?"
"No." Hong Dali shook his head matter-of-factly. "I only know that they are my modes of transportation. No one can touch it!" What a joke, as a super prodigal, didn't the System say? Something that could be solved by spending ten dollars, he had to spend one hundred!