Jiang Chen couldn't do it; he absolutely couldn't turn his back one moment and ask this old man for help the next.
Besides, this old man had no regard for anyone within the human or foreign races' domain, and Jiang Chen could feel that the old man fundamentally looked down on them.
For such a so-called "Shangbang resident," Jiang Chen had no respect either.
"Brother Chen, this time, will you listen to Huang'er, please?" Huang'er's gaze was so genuine it seemed it could dissolve all of Jiang Chen's anger.
"Huang'er…" Jiang Chen felt almost powerless to refuse.
"Brother Chen, just this once. Let Huang'er arrange it this time."
Jiang Chen sighed softly, finding himself at a loss for words. His heart was in turmoil as he looked into Huang'er's pitiful eyes brimming with pleading, unable to reject her.
Seeing that Jiang Chen remained silent, Huang'er knew that her beloved had ultimately understood her predicament.
