Marc Gavin looked hard at Qian Jin and kept gawking with his beard covered mouth, hands clamped around his waist. This news was more surprising than hearing that an ordinary warrior went to the Lucifer Empire and chopped off the head of the Demon King to be brought back to Zence.
What came most intolerable to Marc Gavin was Qian Jin's innocent look, as if he was not talking about a piece of news as shocking enough to trigger the Stars to fall to the ground. It was more like that he was only speaking of supper.
Would it kill you to put on a mysterious look or an anxious one? Would it?! Marc Gavin gazed at Qian Jin while panting and couldn't believe what he had heard. But seeing the serious look on Qian Jin's face, he knew that he meant it. This boy he regarded as his successor in taking charge of the Torrent Battle Fort didn't appear to be joking at all.
