Chris added, "We can't just let this matter slide. We can't give up just because Qin Siyang wants to protect Hu Chan."
Jin Shengyu took a packet of kimchi biscuits from his pocket, opened it, and ate one with an audible crunch.
"Chris, are you saying you want to kill Qin Siyang too? Seriously, if you dare kill Qin Siyang along with them, I can give you three thousand-no, five thousand bottles of Sequence Potion!"
"Your Chinese is atrocious!" Chris gave Jin Shengyu a contemptuous look. "How did you get the idea that I wanted to kill Qin Siyang? I said we shouldn't give up on killing Hu Chan! I didn't say to kill everyone! And stay away from me when you eat those kimchi biscuits. Don't spray those disgusting crumbs on me!"
"You uncultured foreign devil. These are delicious!"
Chris laughed. "Only people from your impoverished homeland, who can't even afford meat, would think Spicy Cabbage Weird Biscuits are delicious."
"I'm not wasting my breath on you. There's something wrong with the taste buds of you white barbarians. Back to the point, Chris. Are you really not planning to kill Qin Siyang?"
"Killing Qin Siyang would be easy. Erasing the consequences afterward would be harder than wiping black ink off white paper."
Chris shook his head, a hint of melancholy in his eyes. "His Crimson Crystal is still sitting in the Zhao Merchants' Association, treated like a sacred treasure. Every professor at Nanrong University will be using his Vine Heart. You and I are merely Guardians. Could we really withstand the entire university coming after us as one?"
"Perhaps we used to think that becoming Guardians of the World Salvation Church meant we could sit down for tea with university principals, talk about the weather, and discuss life."
"But