Listening to Old Porter's helpless voice, Chu Feng felt even more satisfied.
The trace of unhappiness in his heart at the beginning had long been thrown away.
"Haha, esteemed Mr. Old Porter, of course I have more here. I wonder how much you need?"
Old Porter pursed his lips.
The current him had no joy in lying.
He said in boredom, "As long as you give me another 20,000 Astral Beast Souls…"
He did not finish his sentence.
The rules had already indicated that the transaction was completed!
Chu Feng seemed to be addicted to playing.
"Continue, continue!"
He still had 80,000 Astral Beast Souls left. He should be able to last a few more rounds.
Even if it was still not enough, Chu Feng had already decided to hunt again until he gathered enough!
Today, I must let you have enough fun deceiving me!
Soon, the sixth round, the seventh, the eighth…
