It seems Duan'er and Li Zhua, these two old wolves, won't rest until they get a chicken from me, their Lord.
"Alright..." Yan Xing said. "You raise chickens for me using your methods. As long as you can breed more magical beast chickens... never mind selling you one, selling you a few more wouldn't be a problem."
"Really?" Duan'er and Li Zhua were extremely excited.
"My family's motto is 'a promise made is a promise kept,'" Yan Xing said as he walked toward the stable. "And also, for these horses here, you'll be in charge of their feed. As long as you can show me results in poultry farming, I can get tens of thousands of chickens for you to raise."
Upon hearing Yan Xing could actually get tens of thousands of those chickens with noble bloodlines, Duan'er and Li Zhua already envisioned themselves swaggering through the swamp with their flocks.
"Lord Yan Xing, generous and kind; Lord Yan Xing, a promise made is a promise kept!"