“You planned this?”

Quill frowned and asked again.

“Yes! What’s the problem?”

Jon lit a cigar and smoked it leisurely.

“I got it.

“You guys are planning to throw a banquet to openly find a bridegroom for Willow and let me participate too, right?

“But have you guys ever thought that Willow would never choose me because she doesn't like me at all?”

The more Quill thought about it, the angrier he felt. He felt that Jon’s so-called plan was a complete joke.

Willow really did not like him and was even a little disgusted with him.

Quill was not a fool, how could he not see it?

In this case, Willow would rather choose someone else than Quill.

What was the point of the plan Jon and Old Madam Quinn made?

Was this not giving others all the benefits?

“What are you anxious about?

“I’ve told you many times to be steady when doing things.”

Jon let out a puff of smoke, then frowned and looked at Quill.

“I!”

Quill gritted his teeth slightly.

The woman he had been dreaming of for so l