"I'm truly sorry. Believe it or not, this is them holding back."
If this was them holding back, then if they ever went all out, Qiong Xing might actually die.
Seeing him freeze up, Scion lowered his head apologetically once more.
"Well, I understand how they feel. It's good to see you're doing well."
He was patted on the head again, just as gently as before, and Qiong Xing found himself wondering if he really looked that young.
His confidence took a slight hit.
It had truly been a long time since Qiong Xing had last seen them.
Despite being a Rank A Party, they never acted arrogant, which was one reason they were so trusted by the guild.
They treated Qiong Xing well even though he was still only Rank F and the women from earlier doted on him like a younger brother.
"Qiong Xing, I'm starving. Got anything to eat?"
"Hmm... would leftovers from our lunch be alright?"
"You made it? Then hand it over!"
