"Oh? Such a talented person, and you didn't sign him?"
Zhou Yuelong was a bit curious. In theory, a master is the greatest asset to a club. As a capitalist, would you watch free wealth drifting around in front of you?
"There's no way around it. He's not interested in this. He came to fight a few matches just to earn money to save his life. Once he makes enough, he'll leave."
Song Yang then let out a bitter laugh, "To be honest, I was planning on arranging for him to throw a match when he decided on his last fight, to make one last score. But since Young Zhou is interested, I'll go with the flow and hope Young Zhou can take care of my business in the future."
"Of course."
The face that Song Yang had to give to Zhou Yuelong who he desired, so after some pleasantries, he went down to find Kuang Guoyu, who had just finished his match.
"Guoyu, hurry and take a shower, a boss wants to see you."
