Is it that she shouldn't have been so straightforward? Compared to the King Power Potion, what does public opinion even matter... Qiao Sang vaguely regrets a bit.
Just as she was about to dial the number back, her phone vibrated; the previous number was calling in again.
Qiao Sang quickly answered.
"Qingqing."
Before she could speak, the pet beast on the other end of the call made a sound.
It's all a misunderstanding; it didn't report that piece of news.
Qiao Sang: "..."
If you didn't report it, why did you hang up the phone earlier?
Qiao Sang didn't dwell on the topic, instead she asked:
"What kind of transaction do you want to make with me?"
"Qingqing?"
The pet beast on the other end of the call asked back without answering.
Are you a student of the Emperor Class?
"Yes." Qiao Sang replied.
"When you participate in the selection for the Interstellar Cup in the future, I want you to arrange an interview spot for me on-site," the pet beast on the other end said.
