He stood in place, suddenly falling into silence.
Xiao Yu watched, knowing he was making his final choice. He wondered to himself, what was there to hesitate about? What person or event could make him choose to give up this seemingly promising path of success?
Yan Song pursed his lips and said indifferently, "I agree to your terms, but you, you must agree to one condition of mine."
Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows, finally catching on, "Let's hear it first, so I can think it over."
"Give me three days to sort out some personal matters." That was Yan Song's only request.
Originally, they were supposed to take him away today. Xiao Yu hesitated for a moment: "One day."
"Three days."
"Two days?"
Yan Song started walking away.
Xiao Yu gritted his teeth: "Three days then, you little rascal. Once you're in, I'll see how I'll deal with you, and definitely smooth out that haughty temperament of yours."
