The general looked at the old man and the young woman who spoke at the same time, and then conveniently ignored the old man.
The only thing that mattered was Feng Jiao's own consent.
If she said that she wanted to join, there was no doubt that she would join. Feng Jiao kept her word, always. She wasn't going to tell the general that she was going to join, and then suddenly bail. She had too much honor to do that.
She wanted to join at this point.
That didn't mean that she would quit werewolf hunting.
She only ever got a mission once a month at most. It wouldn't be too hard to get one day off a month, would it? She could always claim that it was her rut or something of that sort, like in school. There shouldn't be too much of a problem.
Feng Jiao easily nodded, and the general was unaware that he had bought over a legend of these times with the promise of a hat.
