Ye Bai was surprised to discover that apart from the security and judges of the Young Qilin Cup, even the topics for the Young Qilin Cup had to be decided by him.
What exactly is Song Fu'an doing!
Is he treating me like a workhorse!
This is just too damn bullying.
Ye Bai now wants to eat someone, desperately wants to eat someone, bloodily wants to eat someone.
That damn bear, could it be that his treatment of the Saber-toothed Tiger Emperor was too dazzling and now Song Fu'an has roped him in for hard labor?
Originally, Ye Bai wanted to refuse outright, but in the face of a sizable reward, even his proud backbone bent a little.
Even the upright would compromise for money.
"Ye Bai, the payment has already been transferred. If you have any other opinions, we can discuss further!"
"In short, just say what you want, if I can agree, I'll agree."
With an air of immense generosity, thick-browed and big-eyed Song Fu'an now appeared much more charming and handsome in Ye Bai's eyes.
