The basement was a little dark. The boss clapped his hands and the lights came on.
Fang Yuan looked up and saw a group of monkeys with a lantern on their tails. They used their own light to illuminate the basement. By a rough count, there were close to 100 of them, which was equivalent to a legion of lantern monkeys.
"Why are they so obedient?" Fang Yuan asked.
The boss laughed and said, "Trainers respect the strong, and pets are even more so. As long as you can defeat them, they will be obedient."
Although Fang Yuan could not agree with this point of view, but this was a black market after all, so he did not say much.
The footsteps of the two people sounded extremely deep in the long corridor of the basement, with echoes.
"What kind of pet beast do you want to buy?" The boss asked.
