S-Class Saint Hall License
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Surprised, Han Sen looked to Qin Xuan. She smiled and said, "Listen to me, go apply to Blackhawk. If you could be admitted, I guarantee that Son of Heaven would not dare to touch your family."
"How can you guarantee that?" Han Sen stared at her.
"Every time we fought, I recorded and observed your combat data. I could tell you for sure that you have the talent to be a great sniper or archer. Your timing and prediction of your opponent are outstanding," Qin Xuan said.
Han Sen did not speak. These words of praise were not what he wanted to hear.