"Haha, tent number 230 is mine!"
Barbaric Bull roared with laughter.
"From this day forward... tents 231 through 500 will give me one of their steamed buns every day."
"..."
A cold sweat ran down everyone's backs.
They never expected this.
This Barbaric Bull was even more vicious than Xiao Yang had been.
"Barbaric Bull, don't use your position to bully others. If you don't have enough food, go hunt for it yourself in the forest!"
Chen Han said with a frown.
He despised people who threw their weight around, so he naturally wouldn't let Barbaric Bull do the same.
Barbaric Bull shrank back and chuckled. "Boss, I'll listen to you. Right... you're my boss, so you can have this tent."
"No need. If I want a tent, I'll take it myself!"
Chen Han waved his hand dismissively.
'To me, this tent offers no shelter from wind or rain. It's also incredibly inconvenient for Cultivation and Alchemy. There's no difference between tent number 1 and tent number 236.'
