South Grant was stunned at this moment. What did this mean, was it possible that Nathan Foster wanted to give this big guy to him as a gift?
No, was it Nathan Foster who wanted to give it to him as a gift?
South Grant uncertainly asked Langston Caldwell:
"Are you sure I didn't hear wrong, it's supposed to be given to me as a gift?"
"No mistake, but if you don't want it, that's fine too. I'm actually short of a playmate."
"Does giving it to me mean I can do whatever I want with it?"
"Since it belongs to you now, of course you can do whatever you want."
South Grant jumped up from the ground at this time, walked around the tiger lying at the door a few times, and then said with a sinister smile:
"Go call a couple of people to get a big pot, I'm going to stew it!!!"
South Grant felt that if he didn't stew it now, it wouldn't be enough to vent his anger!
Langston: "…"
