Bai Xiaofan sat in Isis' car, watching Isis concentrate on driving, a meaningful expression flashing in his eyes.
"What are you looking at? I've already told you—I don't like men!"
Even though Isis didn't see Bai Xiaofan staring at him, as an expert, he could still sense it.
"You can rest assured on that—I'm not interested in you. I was just wondering if there's any treasure in this Underground Royal Tomb that I'd fancy."
Bai Xiaofan chuckled lightly and lit up a cigarette.
"Aside from the scepter, whatever else you want is up to you. But let me warn you—the people I've gathered this time are all pros. If you somehow clash with someone and end up killing people in the Underground Royal Tomb, don't expect me to pay the remaining fee!"
Isis didn't even turn his head, speaking with a tone both warning and reminding.
