"Haven't you heard? While thoroughbreds are common, worthy trainers are rare. These mere hundreds of thousands of gold can't compare to the boundless potential of that young beast cultivator. I refuse to believe such a heavy assault won't break open his heart's door."
Dolmont chuckled wickedly, as if he'd already roped Su Chen into joining him.
"That's not certain."
"Hmm?"
Dolmont blinked and jolted from his seat, "Tianhui, what do you mean by that?"
Tianhui crossed his arms and smiled indifferently, "You've got your schemes, and I've got my ways. From now on, let's each do our best to recruit talents." Ignoring Dolmont's greenish-fat face, he slowly walked away.
"Tianhui, you sly old fox, are you trying to undermine me!"
But he only saw Tianhui's indifferent back slowly departing, and could do nothing but limp into his chair, clenching his teeth, "Damn it, I have no idea what tricks he's playing!"
Twenty minutes later.
