Two minutes later, Song Lan finally got the green light.
As he picked up his pace and arrived at the shop, the troublemaker was pulling out all the stops, trying to secure a sliver of hope for himself.
He opened his arms wide and shouted, "Sister Jasmine can testify for me, I was just joking before, I haven't even had a girlfriend up to now, to be more precise, I haven't even held a girl's hand!"
This impassioned declaration shocked everyone.
The onlooking customers had to reappraise the young man, his bleached hair and an attire even more avant-garde than the underlings of other city gangs, giving the first impression of a character out of some minotaur works—could such a person really never have held a girl's hand?
Even Rose looked at Jasmine with a doubtful gaze.
If this was a lie, then the crime would be even graver, meriting an on-the-spot execution.
"This is true."
Unexpectedly, Jasmine affirmed the young man's statement.
