Chapter 675 Value for Money_3

At that moment, a burly man with a flushed face staggered over.

"Little girl? Are you that Ruosha?"

His voice was rough and filled with the smell of alcohol; his eyes were also bloodshot, a clear sign he had drunk too much.

"Where's this fool coming from, with no manners at all?"

Ai Lin rolled her eyes. Though she had the appearance of a little girl, Ruosha possessed the soul of a big sister. As a Tiger Whale Warrior, the one thing she hated most was being called 'little'.

"Hahaha! Manners? You'd better go home to mommy and daddy! This is the military! What's the use of manners here? Hand over your golems to me quickly, the Emperor isn't smart enough, but we aren't that foolish! Look at those puny arms of yours, combined they wouldn't even make a mouthful for me, and you think you can fight? Get out of here now!"

The burly man raised his voice and burst into laughter.