Chapter 39. Saint Paul
"Let’s talk about this another time. I have to go now, and thank you so much for all your help. I’ll buy you dinner sometime," said Han Sen, ready to go back.
He knew that what Qin Xuan said made sense, but he had his own plan. He wanted to get an aristocratic title before he turned 20 and went to serve, because aristocrats had certain privileges in the army and would not be sent to the front.
"Stop! Have I excused you?" Qin Xuan stared at Han Sen fiercely.
"Stationmaster, please, that’s not my thing," said Han Sen bitterly.
"It’s fine if you don’t want to go." Qin Xuan suddenly smiled at Han Sen and said, "If you do not go, each time you enter the teleport station, I will fight you."
Looking at her evil smile, Han Sen’s heart sank.
He knew that Qin Xuan hadn’t tried her best at all when fighting with him in the past, because he was no match for her at the moment. Judging from her expression, he knew if he declined, he would really have a hard time in the future.
"I’ll just join Bullseye then," Han Sen said, depressed.
Qin Xuan snapped at Han Sen, "Do you have any idea how many people in Steel Armor Shelter want to join my gang? And you just acted like I’ve asked you to take poison!"