At this point, he glanced at the Flower Scorpion beside him, "Now you know why I didn't let you go, right?"
"I've figured it out," replied Flower Scorpion calmly, "The cultivation both of us are doing was calculated by the boss."
Her attitude was also very firm, "What the boss gave me is mine, and I'd rather die than give it to others."
Bentley nodded, "We'll keep each other in check, and if necessary, we can help each other put an end to things."
Life on the Wasteland really wasn't worth much, but for these two to have such awareness, Qu Jianlei hadn't chosen the wrong people.
So he wasn't pretentious either, "After I go over there, I'll still come back often, let's stay in touch."
"Leaving now?" Flower Scorpion showed a reluctant expression.
"No rush," Qu Jianlei shook his head, "I have to let them invite a few more times, otherwise how would I keep my dignity?"
