Hmph, how could just anyone be Boss's subordinate.
Wu Qianyong. Useless. What an odd name.
Jun Mohuang quietly complained about his name before saying to Wu Qianyong —
"Very good. See you at the entrance of the Ghost Market at this time in three days. I will personally help you select the beast eggs."
Wu Qianyong was overjoyed. "Thank you, Miss Jun!"
"Don't thank me yet. You might not dare to come then."
Looking at his happy expression, Jun Mohuang suddenly smiled a little strangely.
"Miss Jun, even if I have to deal with knives on that day, I'd dare to come!"
Wu Qianyong did not understand why she said that, but he expressed his stance firmly.
"I hope so."
"Miss Jun, what about our Zhou Family?"
"Miss Jun, please consider our Wang Family!"
The others saw that she agreed to help Wu Qianyong select the magical beast eggs and immense hope rose in their hearts.
