"Have you found your men?" Mo Jian asked, looking at the burly wild man standing in front of him.
This was the infamous Flame Tiger gang leader.
Apart from the disciples of the Dust Valley Sect, he was the most feared person in Dust Valley City.
"Yes, Young Master." The gang leader nodded with a light smile.
Five days ago, he had been bundled out of his hideout by one of Mo Jian's men. In front of Mo Jian, he was nothing but mere ants.
Thus, he was docile like a sheep. All his previous wild fierceness had long vanished into thin air.
He had expected the worst, but who would have expected the famous owner of the Thousand Wealth Chamber was going to ask him to train some of his men?
To be precise, the young master asked him to train twenty-three strong young men without using their cultivation. Just like a mortal.
Although confused, he found the men and came to report.
"Good." Mo Jian smiled and gave him a book.
On the forefront of the book was written Rules of Football.
