"Don't push it!"
Lynn Chen saw Harvey Liu glance at Evan Lin, her face instantly darkening as her anger grew: "I don't even know you. I'm having dinner with my friend right now, so please stop bothering us!"
"Please leave now."
Lynn Chen had finally managed to sit down for a meal with Evan Lin, only for Harvey Liu to barge in and ruin the moment. That alone was enough to make her angry.
More importantly, Harvey Liu showing up like this was obviously trying to challenge Evan Lin head-on. Lynn worried Evan might misunderstand her.
"What, too scared to eat?"
Harvey Liu ignored Lynn Chen and looked straight at Evan Lin, his smile growing even colder.
"You're not even qualified."
Evan Lin picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and ate it, his gaze never shifting—he didn't even spare Harvey Liu a glance.
"I'm not qualified?"
Harvey Liu raised his eyebrows, his expression growing colder.
He pulled out a chair for himself and sat down, looking at Evan Lin. "You're not the first to talk to me like this, but you're definitely the most clueless."
"How about this—I'll pay for this meal."
Harvey Liu smiled, tapping the table with one hand.
Without waiting for Evan Lin to respond, he turned to Lynn Chen: "Also, Lynn Chen, I'd like to ask you about someone."
"You want to ask me about someone?"
Lynn Chen was taken aback. Before this, she'd never had any interaction with Harvey Liu, and their social circles couldn't be more different.
"Yeah, you're from Brightsea City in Seacrest Prefecture, right?"
Harvey Liu looked at Lynn Chen, and when she nodded, he continued, "Coincidentally, the person I'm looking for is also from Seacrest."
"I'm looking for Master Lin from Seacrest. He once fought a man named Mo Yang in Brightsea, and I'm planning to find him."
Harvey Liu's tone was casual: "Then his name appeared in Capitalview-south, and you happened to be there at the same time."
Finally, his name showed up in Beijing—and you were in Beijing too.
So, you say you don't know Master Lin from Seacrest, but that sounds pretty far-fetched. It's too much of a coincidence for him to show up everywhere you do, isn't it?
Harvey Liu's voice remained indifferent.
You're investigating me?
Lynn Chen's expression changed, growing more annoyed.
That's not investigating—just asking around. You ask enough questions and the answers come out.
Harvey Liu smiled, his gaze landing on Evan Lin, who was still eating hotpot. There was a mocking glint in his eyes: "You seem to have quite the appetite."
Why not add some spice?
He spoke as he traced a finger through the air.
With that gesture, ripples appeared in the boiling chili oil of the hotpot.
The ripples looked insignificant, and even the chili oil didn't seem to move much, but when Evan Lin reached in with his chopsticks again, he could clearly sense a sharp aura.
It was the aura of a sword.
The sword qi lingered, following Evan's chopsticks upward, trying to invade his body.
Harvey Liu's lips curled slightly. That sword qi should have been enough to make the kid suffer.
But to Harvey's surprise, the sword qi wrapped around the chopsticks was about to enter the boy's body when he casually picked up a piece of meat and swallowed it—taking the sword qi down with it.
He swallowed the sword qi?
Harvey Liu was stunned. He'd expected to see the sword qi wreak havoc in the boy's body, but after waiting a moment, nothing seemed wrong.
Anything else you want to say?
Evan Lin picked up a piece of meat and placed it in Lynn Chen's bowl, giving her a reassuring look.
That's about all I have to say.
Harvey Liu squinted, glanced at Evan Lin, then at Lynn Chen: "I hope next time I see you, you'll tell me where Master Lin from Seacrest is."
Tell him to come find me. I want to use him to hone my sword.
Harvey Liu finished speaking, stood up, and looked at Evan Lin: "You seem to have some skill, but you'd better rein it in when you're around me."
That bit of sword qi just now wasn't even one percent of my strength.
After Harvey Liu finished speaking, he turned away. Lynn Chen was still a bit confused, unable to understand his meaning.
Just as he turned, Evan Lin gently exhaled.
A stream of sword qi burst forth, sharp as silk, instantly sweeping out.