Chapter 2000 Lowering The Value Of My Skills
- Jared's and Flaxseed's jaws dropped when they stepped into the wooden shack and saw how shabby the house was.
- The room lacked decent furniture but was cluttered with empty alcohol bottles.
- “Fandor, is this where you live? It's almost like you're living in a run-down doghouse. What kind of work have you been doing in Jetroina? It seems you can't even make a decent living out of it!” Flaxseed could not help but sigh.