This provided considerable convenience for these guild mbers.
They could clear the instance without needing to strategize characters, which the mbers naturally welcod.
Taking a small vinegar jar, the buzz cut man repeatedly thanked them and quickly went to a guest room nearby to complete his binding.
Yin Zhi’en was originally sitting silently at the dining table not far away, watching the direction of the living room.
Seeing the buzz cut man enter, he couldn’t help but walk to the edge of the sofa, "President, that fragnt... is the ti almost up?"
Carl Milak lifted his eyelids to look at him, "You seem quite concerned?"
Yin Zhi’en imdiately lowered his head, "No, I just worry it might delay the president in reclaiming the fragnt..."
Speaking, he looked up again, his round eyes even wider, "President, if needed, I can help retrieve that fragnt."
Carl Milak shook his head, "No need, when the ti cos, he’ll bring it to us himself."
Regarding the transfer of the divine staff fragnt’s ownership, as the deadline approaches, if the fragnt’s owner is nearby, the transferee must proactively find the owner and return the fragnt, or face severe punishnt from the ga world.
Because of this, Carl Milak chose to step in personally and co to this instance himself.
For this reason, he was in no hurry at all.
As the ti was almost up, the other party would have to visit him at ho.
He awaited their arrival.
...
...
Twenty minutes later, Wen Nan, accompanied by Yu Shujun, arrived at Boss Mi’s house.
Boss Mi sat on the sofa, glanced at Wen Nan, then at the person closely following behind him, and laughed with a hint of mockery,
"Xiao Ye, coming to the leader’s house as a guest, must you be so wary?
"Sending a clone is one thing, but you even brought Golden Star as backup?"
Wen Nan replied with a polite smile.
Behind him, Yu Shujun said coldly, "Even if it’s just a clone, don’t even think about touching a hair on him."
As soon as these words were spoken, the woman in the leopard bikini, who had been lying by Carl Milak’s feet, saw Wen Nan standing in front of her. Her eyes flashed with a peculiar look as she took the opportunity to move her body forward, reaching out her hand, trying to stealthily touch his calf.
However, before her fingers could touch Wen Nan’s pant leg, a golden light struck down, causing her fingers to instantly bleed, and she cried out in pain.
"Sanhua!" Carl Milak’s face turned cold, "Mind your manners!"
Sanhua retracted, her body shivering with fear, "I was wrong, Master." Bowing her back, she retreated back to Carl Milak’s feet.
Carl Milak nodded toward the empty seats beside him, "Gentlen, please sit."
Wen Nan looked up, glanced at everyone in the room, so standing, so sitting, and his gaze finally lingered on the sculptural woman at the table, before returning to shake his head and say:
"Boss Mi, it seems you have quite a few guests to entertain at ho, I won’t add to the fuss. Now that the item is delivered, I will take my leave."
With that, Wen Nan took out a round gemstone from his equipnt reserve, placed it in his palm, and held it out toward Carl Milak.
Carl Milak lightly lifted his finger, and the gemstone imdiately bounced out of Wen Nan’s palm, leaping into Carl Milak’s fingertips.
A golden gleam flashed at the fingertips.
As the system countdown in his mind ended, Wen Nan received a notification sound—
9527: [You have successfully returned the Divine Staff Fragnt "Voice of Matthew" ownership!]
Evidently, a similar notification sounded in Carl Milak’s mind as well.
The Matthew Fragnt was officially returned, certified by both systems, genuine as it was.
Carl Milak squinted his eyes, suspiciously looking at the man opposite him.
He had gone through all the trouble to steal his fragnt, and when the transfer ti ca, he obediently handed it back over?
Why... was there no trickery at all?
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