C300 It Doesn't Matter

Yaen Feilong pointed at himself, puzzled. What did these words have to do with him? He let out an awkward smile.

"Perhaps you still haven't grasped what I'm trying to say. This issue isn't related to me, but bring the document over, and I'll help you redo it," Yaen Feilong offered generously.

"I don't need your help with this."

"Don't be like that."

"Fine. If you don't want my help