"Mister, you're really underestimating people. Don't be fooled by my age; my savings are quite sufficient," Song Yifei said in dissatisfaction. It's just about raising two pets.
The pets sold on the streets and the ones in pet shops never appealed to Song Yifei, but the two brought by Ye Tian were different. There was an indescribable feeling, as if he could truly communicate with them.
Just like with people, which is why Song Yifei was so moved. After all, ordinary pets rarely have this kind of intelligence.
"Do you have a billion in savings?" Ye Tian raised an eyebrow.
"Huh?" Song Yifei was stunned. A billion? Is this for raising pets?
"Even a billion might not be enough. Do you know what these guys eat every day?" Ye Tian took out a very fine-looking ginseng from the Storage Ring, and even from a distance, Song Yifei could smell its rich fragrance.
