After speaking, Li Qian's gaze turned a little strange. He glanced at the young, refined Security Officer and said pointedly, "There's one rule for choosing a Pet Beast from my place."
"What rule?" the young, refined Security Officer asked impatiently, before Zhao Yong could even speak.
"To choose a Pet Beast from my place, whether it's a Cyan-Scaled Flood Dragon or a Frostfire Salamander, you must gain the Pet Beast's approval," Li Qian said. "If the Pet Beast doesn't approve of you, then there's nothing we can do."
"Ah, is that so!" The young, refined Security Officer was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He clearly hadn't expected such a test.
Seeing this, Li Qian explained, "To me, every Pet Beast in the base is family. I hope that when they leave my base, they will all be treated well and receive proper nurturing."
