Mikara's mouth twitched and said:

"It says no hurry, you can think about it slowly."

What's wrong with this? I refused so much, but I didn't give up... Qiao Sang was about to say something else.

"Grinding." King Long shouted again.

Micara's expression was stunned:

"You said you want to live here?"

Ah? King Long wants to live here? Qiao Sang was stunned.

"Grinding." King Long nodded.

Mikara asked with a headache:

"What should I do with the ethnic group you manage?"

“Grinding.”

King Dragon smiled brightly and shouted, saying that it had been arranged and asked them to send some juniors to come to see me every day.

Mikara's eyelids twitched and confirmed:

"You mean, there will be some of your juniors every day next?"

“Grinding.”

King Dragon nodded.

It has already thought about it. If you come to a few small dragons or grinding dragons every day, you will always be able to get into the eyes of your own beastmaster student.

This is the first time he has seen a 17-year-old B-level beastmaster after living for so long.

With such awesome talent, even if you participate in the Interstellar Cup for the first time, you will definitely have the chance to participate in the second or even the third time!

Thinking of this, King Long became more and more determined to stay.

"Grinding!" Mo Aolong's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly called out, saying that I will stay with you today, boss.

King Long looked at Mo Aolong with disgust.

You are all advanced, how could others contract you and stay and waste time and place?

However, in front of Qiao Sang, it did not say this, but looked at the silent Molilong and shouted:

“Grinding.”
Chapter completed!