Wu Shou nodded eagerly, extremely sincere.
The Master of Ceremonies sighed softly, and this sigh instantly tensed Wu Shou's nerves, causing beads of sweat to form on his forehead, fearing he might hear a refusal.
"Can the delivery be made now?" The Master of Ceremonies turned to ask Red Dragonfly.
Red Dragonfly's lips curled slightly, showing a half-smiling expression:
"No, the employer has strict requirements on delivery time, neither early nor late."
She glanced at her wristwatch and added,
"The exact time will be two days from now."
The Master of Ceremonies' eyes returned to Wu Shou:
"It was agreed that once you delivered here, we'd let you go. I am someone who usually adheres to the rules.
But since you are so enthusiastic, we can't ignore your goodwill, so..."
The Master of Ceremonies deliberately elongated the tone, a hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes as he smiled and said:
"Alright, let's agree to let you stay with us for another two days."
