The handover paperwork was completed.
Little White Tiger tucked the contract into his jacket, satisfied.
Xin Mo personally led his men as they pushed the large iron cage into the room.
"Congratulations, Eighth Master."
Xin Mo politely cupped his fists.
"Not at all. We were the ones who behaved poorly today."
Little White Tiger gave a false smile.
After all, this was the other party's establishment. Without Xin Mo's approval, Jin Zhichang could not have been taken away so easily.
The two exchanged knowing smiles.
"Grr."
The child in the cage studied Little White Tiger curiously and let out a low growl.
Only then did everyone remember that they had also bought this child at auction.
"This child is vicious. If you're interested, Eighth Master, shall I send you a couple of beast tamers?"
Xin Mo smiled kindly.
Old Ninth did not appreciate the offer. "He's not a wild animal. He's a person," he said coldly.
Little White Tiger silently stepped forward and opened the iron door.
"Careful."
Whoosh!
More than a dozen experts instantly rushed in, guarding against the child in the iron cage hurting anyone.
To their surprise, Little White Tiger actually climbed into the cage.
The child huddled warily in a corner on all fours, staring at Little White Tiger.
"He's hungry."
After the two stared at each other for over ten seconds, Little White Tiger spoke.
"How do you know?" Xin Mo asked, puzzled.
"Because we went hungry from childhood. We know the look of hunger better than anyone."
Little White Tiger gave Old Ninth a meaningful look.
The latter left the room and returned a few minutes later with a plate of pastries.
Little White Tiger silently lit a cigarette and set the pastries before the child.
"Grr."
The instant Little White Tiger drew close,