"Fine, it's a bet!"
The steward, Wang Lai, gritted his teeth and said.
He knew his Second Young Master all too well. He was neither a scholar nor a warrior. Even if he could mobilize all the men of the South City Bureau, he didn't have the leadership skills to capture the criminals on the wanted list.
The main reason was that ten Blood Exchange Pills were simply too tempting.
Even though he was highly regarded in the Wang Family, he only received one Blood Exchange Pill every six months.
Ten Blood Exchange Pills would save him at least five years of effort.
If he could use this opportunity to break through to the Blood Transformation Realm, the benefits would be self-evident.
'Since the Second Young Master is intent on promoting me, how could I refuse?'
"Heh, the Famous Sword Qiushui is mine."
Wang Guan laughed heartily.
