Everyone in the hall burst into laughter at his words.
They had originally thought Qin Yi would make some especially outrageous demands. Of course, no matter how excessive they were, they would have agreed.
After all, they wanted to live longer too. Yet all they had to do now was deliver a message, and they would be free from the torment of illness from then on.
Thinking of that, everyone smiled happily.
The hall was filled with an atmosphere of delight. They all fantasized that perhaps, without disease troubling them, they could hold on until the Longevity Serum arrived.
William Adams was even more excited when he heard Qin Yi's words, nodding as he promised,
"Mr. Qin, who do you need us to deliver a message to?"
Qin Yi barely paid him any attention. He blew out a smoke ring and said to himself,
"You'll know who it is. Also, tell her that I'll find her sooner or later. Enjoy yourselves, everyone..."
Qin Yi waved goodbye to the crowd.
They looked at one another, utterly unable to understand what Qin Yi meant.
A young man in his twenties stood up.
He had had enough—enough of the way Qin Yi looked at them, as if he were looking at insects. As someone accustomed to standing at the top of this country, he could not stand that gaze.
He shouted at Qin Yi,
"Who the hell do you think you are? Huh? A Mutant? Who gave you the nerve to act so arrogantly in front of us?!"
Qin Yi was amused by the guy in front of him.
Honestly, in all seventeen years of his life, Qin Yi had never encountered such an idiot.
Shaking his head, Qin Yi casually drew a curtain of light, then vanished from where he stood along