160: A good beast is one that doesn’t bite!

Looking at the slender figure before him.

Fang Ran couldn't help but reach out.

However, just as he grabbed her ear, which was clenched red, his mind suddenly trembled.

Deep within his soul, the chains linking his body vibrated.

At this moment, he suddenly came back to his senses.

"You used a skill on me?"

Hearing Fang Ran's question, a trace of surprise flashed in Feng Ling's eyes.

"I really didn't misjudge you."

A Transcendent Grade Elf Race possesses a subtle charm skill.

Feng Ling was already extremely beautiful; let alone humans, even beings of the same level would find it difficult to detect.

However, the human before her cut off her slight charm.

"You can't say that either. If you didn't have any thoughts, no matter how hard I tried, it would be useless."

Feng Ling chuckled, gazing with affection.

That look made Fang Ran's heart tremble.

Even without using skills to influence, it would be hard for anyone to refuse her.

"Regardless, this is the last time. If you try any more tricks..."

"Mm-hmm, I promise this is the last time I'll use a skill. From now on, please feel free."

Saying this, Feng Ling put on a wronged expression, as if to say 'do as you please'.

This made Fang Ran furious.

A Transcendent Grade being, would she listen to him, a Lord Beast Master?

Thinking this, Fang Ran tentatively grabbed her ear. She slightly opened her mouth, lightly sticking out her tongue.

Afterward, the Slime saw its Master bitten by that Elf Race again.

This time, his Master grabbed her ear and kept pulling.

Until the Elf Race groaned in pain.

Only then did he narrowly break free.

"Okay, I believe you," Fang Ran nodded.

Not biting even when his hand reached her throat was a sign of a good Beast.

"Cough... Whatever financial support you need, I will help you."

Feng Ling said, touching her neck.

"Since that's the case, how about you give me half the shares of your company first?" Fang Ran made a bold demand.

"Sure, when you reach Gold-Rank, let alone the company, it's not impossible for me to make a contract with you."

Hearing her talk nonsense, Fang Ran shook his head and said:

"Then what kind of support can you give me now?"

"A promotional spot in the Beastmaster Association. Your qualifications are definitely sufficient. A young hero fighting against the Beast tide. All the money earned from the operation will be yours!" Feng Ling continued, "This will also help you advance in the Beastmaster Association. When you reach Silver Rank, I already have resources prepared for you."

"That's it?"

"Isn't there me?" Feng Ling said affectionately, "But your family is coming back soon, so let's do this another day."

Just as Fang Ran was about to speak further.

Indeed, the doorbell rang.

His uncle and aunt had returned home.

The Elf Race, who had just been full of charm, immediately turned into the girl next door.

"I think Fang Ran is very suitable for the screen, so I came to discuss it with him. Don't worry, there's no danger and the reward is beyond imagination."

Feng Ling's words stunned both his uncle and aunt.

After all, in their eyes, being a celebrity was something only a few people could do.

"Reward beyond imagination, was she talking about me?" Fang Ran muttered to himself.

......

A long time later.

In a room.

Several different races gathered together.

"Brother Jiaolong, your aquarium has been doing well lately?" A male Elf Race looked at a humanoid Jiaolong.

The Jiaolong's body was smooth, covered in scales, and his ears were like fins. He gulped down the drink in his hand.

As different races.

It was only natural for them to stick together for warmth.

After the few of them chatted for a while, a beautiful figure entered the room.

"Senior Iseria!"

As soon as Feng Ling appeared, the few of them quickly stood up to greet her.

Although they were all Transcendent Grade beings, Feng Ling's status was much higher than theirs. Moreover, she had the hope of being promoted to Monarch!

How many beings were stuck at the late Transcendent stage, unable to advance? Once they reached King-level, there would be a world of difference from the Transcendent Grade!

"Mm," Feng Ling nodded.

She sat directly in the main seat.

Her graceful figure caused the male Elf Race to secretly swallow his saliva and stand up, saying:

"Senior Feng Ling, I just found a Beast Tamer. Do I still have a chance with that combat new star?"

He was very eager for the reward.

Most importantly, he had a chance to get close to the Beastmaster Association.

Saying this, he called in a young human boy. The boy looked very restrained.

"Human pet!" The Jiaolong sneered.

The terrifying aura immediately made the Beast Tamer's face pale.

"That's enough, Jiaolong. This isn't a place for your racial discrimination," anAlien stopped him.

He then looked at Feng Ling and said, "Feng Ling, you seem to have a strange smell on you?"

"Do I?" Feng Ling chuckled.

She forgot, these Alien all had sensitive noses.

She had forgotten to wash up just now.

"Senior Iseria!" The Elf Race said again.

However, Feng Ling looked at him coldly and said, "Owen, did you threaten a human before?"

Hearing her words, the Elf Race named Owen seemed to remember something and his heart sank, saying, "Yes."

"That person has become an Iron-Rank Member of the Beastmaster Association. Your spot has been canceled, and all future collaborations are terminated," Feng Ling's expression turned slightly cold.

The Alien named Owen's face immediately turned pale.

He was ostracized by his own kind and had just arrived in a human city. Without relying on his own kind, it would be difficult for him to survive!

"He... a Lord Beast Master, how could he become an Iron-Rank of the Beastmaster Association?" Owen's face was ashen.

He clenched his teeth.

But for him, a noble Elf Race, to apologize to a human, was absolutely impossible!

Moreover, no matter what, he was a Transcendent Grade being. How could he bow to a weakling?

"Senior Iseria, he's just an Iron-Rank Member. He can't help you much!"

Owen continued to speak.

He admired Iseria.

At this moment, he naturally knew that Fang Ran had become that chosen person.

"I came here just to tell you about this. I have urgent matters, so I'll leave first," Feng Ling stood up and left.

Leaving only Owen with red eyes.

Iseria was a late Transcendent Grade being. No matter what, he was no match for her.

But that human was at most a Lord Beast Master...

"Owen, I advise you to just drop it. If you dare to attack someone from the Beastmaster Association, the consequences will be very bad."

The Jiaolong said quietly.

He naturally knew what Owen was thinking.

Ignoring him, the few Alien all had their own thoughts.

Since they lived in the same place as Fang Ran, making friends with him at this time was the optimal choice.

Indeed.

Not long after.

Some of the Alien awkwardly met at Fang Ran's house.

To avoid scaring his uncle and aunt, Fang Ran took them to another room to receive them.

These Alien's ideas for winning him over were much simpler.

They kept wanting to invite Fang Ran for a 'one-stop service'.

However, Fang Ran had just been 'serviced' by an Elf Race, so it was naturally impossible for him to accept being 'serviced' by a dragon.

After sending the few people away, Fang Ran returned to the training room.

At this time, Xiao Tian had finished her medicinal bath.

She was wearing an Angel Race outer garment that looked like light gauze.

Seeing Fang Ran enter the room, Xiao Tian came closer, her nose twitching slightly.

"What's that smell on you?"