At this moment, Long Yi emerged from the Dragon God's domain, three days of almost nonstop battling had dramatically drained his energy. Despite the rich rewards, such intense training was a bit too much for him, even as a Giant.
He groggily left the dormitory only to run headlong into Wesley, who was rushing towards him.
Upon seeing Long Yi, Wesley immediately closed in, acting rather mysteriously.
"Brother Long, I have some good news for you,"
Wesley whispered.
"Ah— yawn— What good news."
Long Yi yawned, he was so tired he was on the verge of tears.
"Remember that toothbrush? I've been busy working on it, then I sold the production rights for it to my older brother. He offered ten thousand gold coins! Plus fifteen percent of the revenue as a commission!"
Seeing Wesley waving a large sack in his hand, Long Yi's eyes widened instantly.