War Soul Wuji: Mount.

Xiaozhou:(⊙o⊙)

Xiaozhou: I think I'd better not want the betrothal gift.

War Soul Wuji: What color do you like?

Boat: white.

Xiaozhou: No.

War Soul Wuji:?

Xiaozhou: Why don’t you give me what I gave you?

War Soul Wuji: (#f′) No! This is a dowry.

War Soul Wuji: Or do you like the little trumpet?

Xiaozhou:...

War Soul Wuji: My mount is black and does not match white.

War Soul Wuji: I'm going to swipe the little speaker.

Xiaozhou: Wait.

Xiaozhou: That red?

War Soul Wuji: Do you think black and red match well?

...

Isn't the armor he was wearing black and red? He didn't say it didn't match.

Qiao Yihang complained in his heart. However, he swallowed the breath by stinging people with weak mouths and short hands.

【Private Chat】:

Xiaozhou: What do you think?

War Soul Wuji: Of course it is black.

With the news, a transaction box popped up.

...

Now that you are ready, what else to ask?

Qiao confirmed the waypoint, and the dark horse jumped into the inventory.

War Soul Wuji: Learn riding first.

Xiaozhou: Riding?

War Soul Wuji:-_-I'll give it to you together. In the inventory.

Xiaozhou: Oh.
Chapter completed!