Zhao Lang said "thank you," but his eyes reluctantly glanced at Jiang Li.
The other party still had no reaction.
He simply wiped himself down and wrapped himself in a blanket before standing up.
"Thank you all for saving me, I owe you a favor. After we leave the island, if there's anything you need, just ask, and if it's within my power, I will definitely help you achieve it."
Jiang Yan scoffed disdainfully, "Who wants your favor? Your salary probably couldn't even buy my shoes."
"Oh, I do have a wish, can you make my hair grow back now?"
Zhao Lang: "…"
He glanced at Jiang Yan's bald head and fell silent for a moment.
"That's probably not possible."
"Then don't brag. Go back where you came from."
But the audience in the live broadcast room disagreed.
[Ahhh, young master, do you know whom you just rejected?!]
[I'm really done here; that's the grandson of the richest man, the future heir of the Gu Family, and this island is theirs, please have some vision!]
