"Oh, this is so embarrassing..."
"Nowadays, finding black donkey hooves isn't easy. Many people just know what they're supposed to be good for and buy them to misuse."
"We must calculate the money, yes, let's use this corporate card."
Beaming with a smile, Wu Jun was holding a large bag of black donkey hooves, happier than if he'd received a bonus.
Jiang Yuan, his emotions stable, cleaned his mouth and stepped forward, offering, "Master, should I help you carry it?"
"No need. It's better if fewer hands touch these hooves," Wu Jun declined flatly.
Having eaten her fill, Wang Lan, carrying a small bag of sauce-coated donkey meat, asked Wu Jun with a laugh, "Is there a specific reason for that?"
