“So, you’re the one who said you guys are the hand that feeds Behemoth Palace?” the young man asked coldly.
Unable to stand the young man’s arrogant behavior, Jared replied disdainfully, “That’s right. If we don’t pay spirit coins to use the Teleportation Array, then Behemoth Palace would lose its source of income! You should treat the hand that feeds you with respect and gratitude! We might even tip you if we like the service!”
The young man’s eyes instantly filled with rage when he heard that.
“You insolent b*stard! How dare you talk to Mr. Jonah like that? Do you wish to die that badly?” one of Behemoth Palace’s disciples shouted and got ready to attack Jared.
However, the young man stopped him and said with a sneer, “In that case, allow me to show my gratitude to the hand that feeds us.”
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