Chương 122: The Imperial Capital, Land of Origin

Gu An looked at the black bead and frowned slightly. 

"It's indeed an s-class mutation. Thank you this time, Qinghe."

With a wave of his hand, the black orb was pressed back into the box and the lid was closed.

Li Qinghe smiled and said, 

"It's what I should do. The reward can't be less, right?"

"Hahaha, you, you. What does your Li family not have? You're still eyeing my little fortune."

Gu An could not help but laugh.

Li Qinghe took out a cigarette and wanted to take a puff. 

"How can that be the same? This is the result of my own hard work."

"That's true." Gu An smiled. With a point of his finger, the fire Li Qinghe had just lit was put out.

Li Qinghe's pretty face darkened and she glared at Gu An.

"Uncle Gu, you're a battle emperor, and you're bullying me, a combat king?"

Gu An's mouth twitched. 

"Your father told me to keep an eye on you. You're a girl, why do you smoke?"