What is this?
Hearing Ye Xuan's demands, Qiu Mohan's heart pounded violently, and she almost threw the phone away in anger.
A thousand-square meter villa with a sea view? An extended neon sports car? A millennium-old ginseng that grants immortality?
The first two were somewhat reasonable, as Dragon Soul could handle it, but the last one, the millennium-old ginseng, almost made Qiu Mohan vomit blood.
Whether it could grant immortality was unknown, but that was an invaluable treasure money couldn't buy!
And a dozen of them?!
Do you think this is buying junk by weight?
Why doesn't this bastard just drop dead!!!
Ye Xuan was just idly teasing this Dragon Soul beauty.
Noticing Qiu Mohan's impending explosion, he smiled and seriously said, "Alright, silly girl, my word is my bond! However, this time I'm helping you, not Dragon Soul, and you must not reveal my identity."
Ye Xuan didn't want his peaceful life disturbed; he agreed to help this time primarily because of Qiu Mohan.
