"If you can promise me one thing, I can go," Han Sen said.
There was a certain sternness in his voice, to the surprise of the others in the expedition. They all turned to look at him, confused why a person with only a bronze geno core would and could say such a thing.
"Little Han, these are no joking matters," Mister Li said.
"You are correct, but if you can promise me this one thing, I will try it in his stead." Han Sen paused, having achieved the focus of everyone's ears, before proceeding to explain, "It's because I'm lucky. I always have been, and I believe I have what it takes."
"Okay, then what would you like to get promised? We can do what you ask, provided it's nothing ridiculous," Wang Zhao said, willing to give the boy a chance.
He would also prefer risking the life of another, if it meant his best friend might have been spared.
