When everyone saw the person's face clearly, they gasped.
"It's the grade B mercenary Philip and Grade B mercenary Osme. They're both super geniuses."
Someone in the crowd immediately refuted. "Mike isn't very old, right? He's already single-handedly killed a 3-star heaven-tier gold-striped Gray Wolf King and Gray Snake Castle's master, Carpenter. In my opinion, Mike's strength isn't inferior to the two of them. It's even higher than the two of them."
Hearing this, everyone put on a look of deep agreement.
Osme was not very happy to hear this, but she also disdained to argue with a random passerby, so she looked at Mike arrogantly and asked, "What kind of price can you offer? Say It."
Mike shook his head.
Osme frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
Mike said, "I don't know the market price, so I leave the right to offer to those who meet the standard and sincerely join me... the people of Dragon Castle."
