บท 1821: Butler

Hearing Bai Heng's words and watching him shake his head constantly, Zhang Tie almost burst into laughter.

"Senior, what do you want? How about gifting you something like the others do as your compensation!"

Raising his head, Bian Heng watched Zhang Tie arrogantly, saying, "I have all kinds of things. I've been fed up with human-level immortal outfits. I don't even treasure average earth-level immortal outfits. Rarities are almost meaningless for me. As long as I ask for them, a lot of people would queue up to gift them to me. I don't think you could gift me Nine Heavens Immortal Spring and 10 billion population so that I could promote to an immortal emperor!"

Zhang Tie became helpless as he shrugged, "What do you want then, senior?"