"I think I'll just stay down here."
Oriental Pearl, Jiang Chen, who was cheerful and lively the whole way, suddenly seemed a bit "melancholic".
"What's wrong?"
The Martial Saint, who had already opened the car door, was puzzled but quickly caught on and started winking and smiling.
"Brother, don't take it to heart. Wu Guangjiang should be grateful to you instead. If you hadn't taken us to Qinyuan, how would he have had the chance to show his integrity and grandeur? Needless to say, who knows what stories he might've spun for my mom last night."
"But..."
The Martial Saint sighed, "My sister is really daring, playing such a game. If Wu Guangjiang hadn't held up, our family would have fallen apart."
Jiang Chen felt like laughing; this kid was clearly aware of how thrilling last night was.
He held onto the steering wheel.
"So I almost became a historic villain."
"You even kissed my sister, brother. You can't think of walking away without responsibility."
