Actually, that phrase is just like saying "let's have dinner together another day," it's merely a polite platitude.
But who knew that a sly old fox like Mo Han would pretend to be confused at this time and really expect a return favor?
"I freaking knew it, his stuff isn't easy to take!"
Ling Chen muttered to himself.
Last time, Mo Han gave him a mid-grade Telekinesis weapon, just to ensure he'd win a battle in the exchange war with Tianluo Academy, saving the True Martial Academy from losing face.
This time, he was merely being polite, but Mo Han took it seriously.
He was clearly supposed to put forth effort in the Eight Palaces competition, and now it seems he had to help Mo Han with other matters.
However, Mo Han was different from others.
He would offer benefits first, then ask for help, making it hard to refuse.
"No worries, if you have your own matters, go ahead with them first."
Seeing Ling Chen hesitate, Mo Han said with a smile.
