But when he saw that it wasn't Han Taiqing who had come but someone else to relay the message…
Heh.
Did the old man have a shred of decency?
However, Gu Changsheng wasn't exactly a pushover either. He stuck to the agreement, and he certainly didn't have time to deal with some exchange groups from other schools, "Tell Mr. Han that I'm quite busy with a lot of things and don't have time right now. Maybe next time."
After saying this.
Gu Changsheng patted the messenger on the shoulder and turned to walk away.
Leaving the messenger standing there, stunned…
Next time?
Was there even going to be a next time for something like this?
The situation gave off a peculiar vibe, like when someone's getting married and having a feast while another says, 'I'll come next time, I'm busy this round!'
Damn.
Since when were there so many next times?