Waiting and Waiting, the Family Head Was Gone?
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Eighteen?"
Although he roughly knew this number, when Mu Zixi said "Eighteen," Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but smile.
"If there are eighteen White Cave quota..."
"Doesn't that mean I've made a fortune?"
Xu Xiaoshou crossed his fingers.
If he remembered correctly, Tiansang Spirit Palace only had a total of ten White Cave quotas!
Tonight, his harvest had unconsciously doubled.
What was more important was that he had accomplished his basic goal, "Kill Zhang Taiying".
Xu Xiaoshou felt relieved as if he had accomplished great success.
"If it's the White Cave quota, how do you want to take it? Do you remember it verbally?"
Ignoring the covetous gazes of the crowd, Xu Xiaoshou directly looked at Fu Yinhong who was standing on the ruins of the high platform.
"Of course not."
Fu Yinhong rolled her eyes.
How could a dignified City Lord Mansion have such a shallow and perfunctory method?