Rather than saying Sickle didn't understand Jiang Lu's words, it'd be more accurate to say he couldn't believe them.
After the "Ten Days Hell" Spirit Realm ended, he had personally reviewed Jiang Lu's file.
Raised in an orphanage, not to mention penniless but certainly under someone else's roof, he didn't even own a car, but now he was claiming he had a private plane.
This seemed impossible.
"You... you aren't hinting at me to reward you with a plane, are you?"
Sickle tapped the table nervously with his fingertips:
"Although I admit you made quite a contribution during the negotiations, this request is still too..."
"That's not what I meant."
Jiang Lu said nonchalantly, "It's not my plane, it's the plane coming to pick me up. Didn't you say you were going to the headquarters? I need to go as well."
Then, Jiang Lu told Sickle about how he had asked the guild for leave and was preparing to head to Jinghu City.
