"No, I won't take it back since the goods are out!" Two drops of cold sweat dripped down Leng Ruoxue's forehead. Why was this head butler so stubborn? Why did the mighty Mystic Sovereign insist on a great mystic like her!
"Hehe, Miss, we don't have money now, but we'll return the money to you when we earn it! Erm… we'll take our leave to earn money first!" Cheng Wu suddenly said, and then pulled the head butler, who was about to continue persuading Leng Ruoxue, away.
"Haha! Xue'er, looks like they're determined to pester you!" the Head butler and Cheng Wu gloated after leaving.
"Alas!" Leng Ruoxue sighed helplessly, feeling depressed. Didn't she say it very clearly? Why were they still pestering her?
"Xue'er, actually, it's not bad to have them as your backing to earn money! Why don't you consider taking them in?" Empty suggested.
"Let's discuss again later! I don't have that idea now," Leng Ruoxue said.
