"What thing? What thing?"
Bai Yan gently waved his hand, signaling Qin Jiuluo and the others to stop their attack.
Qin Jiuluo calmly ceased his actions, his face neither flushed nor out of breath, as he had not used his full strength.
As a subordinate, one naturally had to understand the master's intentions.
Bai Yan was originally seeking some benefits. If Qin Jiuluo had killed those two little bats earlier, what more could Bai Yan have squeezed out of them?
"Huff~! Huff~!"
Ryan was gasping for air, his body covered in wounds, bleeding continuously, looking extremely miserable.
But he did not dare to slack in the slightest, enduring the pain and saying to Bai Yan with utmost respect, "Sir, I have an invitation that I would like to offer you!"
"An invitation?"
Bai Yan curled his lips, somewhat dissatisfied.
"Hmm? Only an invitation?"
Qin Jiuluo's gaze, filled with murderous intent, glared at Ryan, terrifying him into shivering.
