The Solitary Eagle's temper had already risen sky high, and so he continued to stare blankly and silently at Jun Moxie for a long time before he finally gritted his teeth and asked in a fierce tone: "You mean that you want me to be your 'hired goon' for a year? Get rid of your wild dreams right now! Or I'll show you what a nightmare looks like! You damned little bastard, how dare you even say that ah?!"
"No, no, not a goon; you misunderstand me." Jun Moxie repeatedly shook his head again and again: "You only need to live here with us; you're not required to do anything at all. Although I have one request…"
"What request? Be straightforward!" The Solitary Eagle's chest was rising and falling in rage, and he really couldn't help cherishing the idea of kicking Jun Moxie's buttocks.
