"Grey Wolf, even though we are now in the Trial Dungeon with limited supplies and things are a bit tough, you don't have to be like this."
Watching Grey Wolf still wiping his drool, Mo Qingchen continued to speak.
"As long as you help me pass this Trial Dungeon smoothly, in the future, I can let you eat to your heart's content, roast whole sheep until you get sick of it, and even let you taste dozens of different types of mutton flavors."
Hmm, the prerequisite is that you have to help me pass the Trial Dungeon first.
Mo Qingchen spoke with implication, and clever as he was, Grey Wolf certainly understood.
He changed from his previous unreliable and decadent appearance, adjusted the patchy hat on his head, and then looked at him with a serious face.
"As long as I help you pass the Trial Dungeon, can you guarantee that my wife and I will have mutton to eat every meal and live a happy life?"
Seeing Grey Wolf looking so serious, Mo Qingchen nodded heavily.
