Cong Zhongyu hurriedly said, "Of course, the more the better."
Huang Yuanlang's mouth curled into a slight smile, "I'll think about it. I have an honored guest here today, so I won't keep you any longer. Leave your contact information with Ilay Shellon and you can leave."
Ilay Shellon was, obviously, the name of the cat-like creature.
"Yes, yes. Please, Young City Lord, help out as much as you can. Our clan's elders will surely remember the Young City Lord's kindness deeply," Cong Zhongyu knew very well that these upper-class members of the Dragon Clan held themselves in high regard. Not daring to linger any longer, he turned and hurried away.
The cat-like creature Ilay Shellon also followed him out. At this moment, Yi Cai on the stage was already concluding her speech.