"Busy guy, finally remembered me? I'm in the middle of a quest. Spill it, what's up?"
Qing Qi had a straightforward personality. Even though she had only met Su Ran once, she spoke without any sense of unfamiliarity, as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other in years.
"I've got the teleportation scroll you needed. When are you coming to pick it up?"
"The one to the Elf Forest?"
"Yep."
"Spilt Water Can't Be Regained, I knew you weren't the type to flake. I'm doing a quest right now and can't leave. Could you bring it to Desert of Death, coordinates 5782:87?"
"Dude, so now I'm offering express delivery too? Take it or leave it! If you don't want it, come get it yourself once you finish your quest."
Su Ran wouldn't humor her temper. Getting that teleportation scroll for her was already enough of a favor; now she wanted to boss him around even more? No way!
This guy wasn't anyone's doormat!
