"That's true..." Mr Cockeye looked at the clothes of Ling Chuxi and the others. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Then you can leave, but without the carriage."
"So, you came here just to rob a few carriages?" asked Ling Chuxi disdainfully.
"No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat! You don't know how expensive it is unless you've actually obtained it," said Mr Cockeye earnestly. His brows started to hurt.
Lan Xinyu was originally highly focused, but when she heard this, she couldn't help but laugh out loud. Looking at the way these people dressed, it seemed that it hadn't been easy for him to be the boss.
Ling Chuxi also laughed. This line seemed a little familiar. She remembered experiencing the same scene during the trial at White Stone Academy. Now that she thought about it, she felt an unusual sense of nostalgia.