Old Scoundrel looked at Qin Yi and slowly said, "Perhaps you're right, but I still can't let you leave. Your nature hasn't changed, and something will surely happen in the future."
"Whether something happens to me is none of your damn business. I mean, don't you have anything better to do? Why do you have to bother me?"
"Because you most resemble my disciple."
"But I'm not your disciple."
"Whether you are or not, I can't just stand by and watch something happen to you."
Qin Yi was completely speechless. This old geezer was as stubborn as a mule; no matter what he said, it was useless.
"Forget it, let me ask you, are my friends safe?"
"I don't know."
Qin Yi: "..."
"Hurry and let me out. I need to find my friends. They'll definitely be worried if they find out I've disappeared."
Old Scoundrel thought for a moment and said, "I can help you inquire about your friends' current situation."
Qin Yi really wanted to punch the old bastard to death, "Then hurry up, go quickly."
