"Is there no other way?"
Liu Zheng looked troubled.
He had suffered losses from Napoleon several times, and going to Britain, ten times crazier than Napoleon, he feared he might be squeezed dry.
"There is."
Niu Ma nodded.
Liu Zheng looked hopeful.
"Go find the boss."
"Pssh~"
Just knew Niu Ma had nothing good up his sleeve.
As if that old lady was anything good.
What if she made him lick her feet again? Would he lick them or not?
It's not that Liu Zheng had much dignity, but that woman's feet would make you lose sanity.
Besides, what if Si Xue thought he did a good job and asked him to lick even worse places?
He dared not even think about the consequences.
"Boss, save me."
Liu Zheng grabbed Niu Ma's leg.
"Get off, get off, I've no interest in you, kid. Don't try to seduce me."
Niu Ma cursed.
"Boss, I'm your most loyal and capable follower. If you don't help me, who will?"
He wailed.
"Hmm, that's also... not right, you're my only follower."
