Harker was relieved, but also felt guilty. He didn't mean to use such underhanded methods of threatening his friendship with Roland in order for him to help Princess Jinzhu. But he had no choice, as Roland would not budge unless he did something.
He felt like a terrible friend.
He had owed him so much, and he still wronged him this way. Just for a girl.
Really terrible. Harker couldn't even look Roland in the eye during their whole trip back to New York in a private jet.
Still, he had to settle this tension sooner or later.
He decided the best thing would be to show gratitude. "Uh… Thanks for this again—"
"Shut. It." Roland interrupted him, picking up a Men's Fitness magazine and flipping the pages open furiously.
Harker gulped, nervously drinking some iced tea. Meanwhile, Princess Jinzhu watched the two of them in curiosity inside that metal cylinder, drinking some iced tea too for the first time.
"Shut. It." She repeated the way Roland said it.
