Ding Yun nodded repeatedly and walked up with a smile. "Would you like me to take you to where you sign up?"
Qiao Mu sized him up meticulously. "This is your turf?"
Cult Master Ding nodded with a grin. "Qiaoqiao, are you thinking that this young sir is very rich?"
Even though Wengka City was a remote area, it was evident that someone who could open a sizable underground battle arena in Wengka City was quite prosperous in the Shuntian Prefecture.
Compared to Qiao Mu and other small fry who had just ascended to the Shuntian Prefecture, he had created quite a sizable force.
Even so, Qiao Mu merely gave a harrumph and didn't acknowledge him.
While following Cult Master Ding, she scanned their surroundings with bright eyes.
Everything she saw was decked out in gold, not to mention how there were long tables set up everywhere. How did this look like an underground battle arena?
