This Pet Beast Cultivation Institution was not very large, and it seemed rather deserted, with only a man in a black short-sleeved shirt sitting on a low stool, playing "Fight the Landlord" with two sand burrowers.
"Pair of twos!"
Qiao Sang had just walked in when she saw the man excitedly throwing cards.
"Burrow, burrow."
One of the sand burrowers casually tossed out four cards, which appeared to be a bomb.
The man immediately fell silent.
"Excuse me, is anyone there?" Qiao Sang looked inside, trying to call someone else out from within.
"Yes, yes, yes!" The man, hearing her voice, immediately put down his cards and came over.
What good luck that a customer had come just at this critical moment, giving him the perfect excuse to get out of the game.
The man couldn't help but feel happy as a smile beamed across his face, "Are you looking for a breeder, boarding services, or do you want your Pet Beast to learn a specific skill?"
