"Fine, just this once, but never again."
Harrison Clark decided to forgive her.
What else could he do if he didn't forgive her?
Beat her up?
"So stingy, only giving one chance. What if someone else uses it up?"
Martha Owen muttered in discontent.
Harrison Clark heard her loud and clear, and could only sigh in his heart.
People have different worldviews, and understanding things can be biased, so it's difficult to explain everything.
"Who's that old coot with you? I saw his strong physique. How about you do me a favor and arrange a meeting with him for me after this?"
Martha Owen asked puzzled, "He poked your butt with a needle, and you still want to see him? What for?"
Harrison Clark took a deep breath, "A battle at the top of Mount Hua. Either he dies, or I perish!"
That feeling of indignation rose again.
"How can you have the nerve?"
"What's wrong with having the nerve?"
