"Manager?"

A burly man was puzzled as to why Jiang Cheng was acting this way, especially being so polite to a mere Third Tier martial artist, like an ant in the Apocalypse Rogue.

Jiang Cheng leaned back in his large boss chair, puffing on a cigar that was incredibly rare in the New World.

"Tiger, do you think you could kill a Sixth Tier Mutant Viper?"