"Don't rush."
Heine didn't agree immediately, he called a stop to George.
The lord turned back in surprise.
"What?"
The other party's reaction wasn't quite like what he had imagined.
Shouldn't he first be shocked, then overwhelmingly moved, and then follow him downstairs with a tense face?
Heine: "I need to confirm one thing first; are you about to show me something secretive, and by getting involved, it means I won't be able to withdraw?"
George: "..."
Heine: "Your hesitation confirms it, so I refuse—without knowing what the secret is, I dare not rashly get involved."
"It's getting late, I should leave now."
Heine stood up and walked out.
"Wait!"
George hurriedly stopped him: "Heine, you have to trust me, once you've seen it, you will definitely join."
"So after seeing it, I must join?"
"..."
George cursed the cunning fox to himself, but he bit the bullet:
"Even if you don't join after seeing it, it's fine."
"Really?"
"Really."
