Young Master Duo?
A year's allowance?
The Snow Wolf person, Snow, was dumbfounded.
Damn it, filthy rich!
Their tribe, nearly a million people working 24/7 for a year, couldn't make this much!
Not even a tenth!
No wonder, no matter how hard the Beastmen worked, they were always living under the shadow of humans.
How the hell can you compare!
With a face full of grief and indignation, Snow glared fiercely at Mende then turned to his room to sulk and groom himself, leaving Mende completely baffled.
"It's actually not needed to be that much, that price is just a market price reference," Lu Wenwu explained. "It just so happens that the Divine Birthday Festival is coming soon, and there is a tradition of exchanging gifts during the festival, you know that, right?"
"Of course, of course."
Mende nodded, suddenly enlightened, and his eyes lit up.
