How Are You?

Aris stepped forward.

Looking at the names signed by the two of them, he nodded lightly.

He took the contract from the two of them and walked to An Kai.

"Aris, let's go!"

"Where is the [Divine Court]? I can't wait!"

"Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough." Aris turned around and chuckled.

An Kai took the contract from Aris and patted him on the shoulder." Well done. You've proven that you're not a trash."

"It's all thanks to my lord's nurturing!"

Being called " trash," Aris did not get angry; he even responded cheerfully.

The two representatives of the Wasteland Region Association who followed Aris were stunned.

The sudden change made them confused.

Could it be that Aris liked to hear others call him trash?

Why had they never heard of it before?

Before the two of them could delve deeper, An Kai had a pen in each hand.

He multitasked and began to modify the contents of the contract.