"Which mage would fight you within two hundred yards?" Hearing Xiao Bei say this, Richard couldn't help but think of the quick-draw gunslingers in Western cowboy movies. "Since I've already handed over the Taibao Group to you, you make the decisions yourself, no need to ask me! Osteo Taibao? That's a nice name! I've already designed the uniforms for you, just like what Guoguo wore in the desert!"
"Then I'll get right on it!"
"Busy bee!" The King of Bimon laughed and stepped down the stairs, seeing how lively and bustling things were in Emerald City with not a trace of the panic and tension he expected, His Majesty Sal felt quite at ease.
"Haha! Please forgive me, Your Majesty, I'm just busying myself without real purpose." Richard was hardly a busy bee; he had Elder Andulan and an able wife, Chief of Staff Rovi, and Lampard, he hadn't even managed the transfer of the Wolf Cavalry to the Underground World, not busy at all.
