In the Qin Family's hall, Qin Nantian father and son were seated on the right-hand side, Qin Shao standing on the left.
"How was it? Did he agree?" Qin Nantian asked in a solemn voice.
He did not have much courteousness towards this branch nephew who obtained the Golden Sword Token.
The high and mighty attitude was clear at a glance.
Qin Nantian could not be blamed either. The Qin Family's geniuses were seriously too many!
Especially under the cover of Qin Tian's light, Qin Shao's achievements were not so dazzling.
"He and I made a three years agreement!" Qin Shao said.
Qin Nantian was first a little surprised, then furrowed his brows and said unhappily, "Why is it three years? In three years' time, the variables are too great!"
