Allen! Aren't you going to do something about this madman?
Mia Liao suddenly spoke up, her voice sharp and angry as she shouted.
Evan Lin looked at her, his cold gaze making Mia Liao unable to meet his eyes—she had to look away, quickly fixing her stare on Allen Ju, who had just blurted out, "Holy shit!"
You have no idea what you're doing, and you don't understand how serious his words and actions just now really are!
Mia Liao kept pressing, her gaze locked on Allen Ju as she snapped, "He crippled two Nightstar people—he's completely offended Nightstar now!"
You guys all tried to stand up for him and act as his background, but don't you realize he might've been sent here just to stir things up, to make you clash with Nightstar and bring disaster down on yourselves?
He's hurting you—don't you get it?
Mia Liao was relentless, her brows furrowed as she glared at Allen Ju, "Someone like him has no right to be your friend—he could never be your friend!"
I don't agree with you getting involved with him!
Mia's tirade left the crowd around her with all kinds of expressions.
On the surface, her words sounded like an older sister worried about her little brother, but if you looked deeper, it was clearly a lecture about how to live.
That commanding tone was something she was used to—she never really saw Allen Ju as a younger brother or even as the Ju family's Third Young Master.
At most, he was just the kind of guy she wanted—someone who'd always do whatever she wanted.
But this guy was from the Ju family, famous in Beijing as the Third Young Master, with so much power that just his name and Allen's persistence had been enough to revive the Liu clan and keep them thriving.
Just having Allen Ju occasionally show up by Mia Liao's side in public let her play the social game, build a sizable faction, and earn recognition, praise, and support from all sides.
And just with Allen Ju's nod, Mia's younger brother Kyle Liu could skim millions from business deals linked to Allen's network without facing any consequences.
That's all about face.
That's Allen Ju's face.
And that's the Ju family's power.
Mia Liao spoke up forcefully, her face flushed with anger as she glared at Allen Ju, her eyes burning with fury.
Her eyes reflected Allen Ju's face.
Unlike all those years when he'd always followed behind her, watching her swagger around the courtyard with a stick and a dog leash, his face so young and innocent.
This time, after Mia finished speaking, she didn't get the answer she expected.
She suddenly realized that Allen Ju, standing there and meeting her gaze, looked calm.
It was the calm Allen Ju always showed outsiders as the Ju family's Third Young Master—a calm he'd never shown her before.
In that moment, Mia realized that Allen Ju, right in front of her, had somehow grown up.
He wasn't as childish as she'd imagined.
But maybe he still was, just a little.
Mia Liao finished speaking, breathing hard.
Evan Lin didn't speak, Gloria Rong stayed silent, Selina Wu was quiet, Martin Wu said nothing, Leon Lu, Frank Bi, and Calvin Zheng all let their eyes drift between Allen Ju and Mia Liao.
Tyson Tai looked shocked, Tyler Tai felt uneasy, and Kyle Liu tried to tug at Mia's sleeve as a warning.
Sylvia Xia was stunned, Gordon Guo unconsciously stepped back half a pace, and even Celia Xu felt a chill run through her heart.
Allen Ju's gaze shifted away from Mia Liao's face.
He didn't say a word, his eyes sweeping over every face standing behind Mia Liao.
Wherever his gaze landed, the crowd instinctively retreated.
But when his eyes returned to Mia Liao, they fell on the face he'd turned over in his memories countless times.
Allen Ju suddenly smiled.
"I'll repeat it once more."
"He."
"Is my friend."