Inside the restaurant, Ian Song ate and drank with total composure, while Jason Ji was nowhere near as calm. The entire commandery city was under the Miao Clan’s control—at any moment, Miao Clan experts might burst in to kill them. Just now, for example, there were at least three people watching them from around the restaurant.
Watching Ian Song eat and drink so naturally, Jason Ji couldn’t help but think to himself: Azure isn’t just sharp-tongued—her unshakable calm, like a mountain unruffled by collapse, is truly admirable.
As he thought about it, Jason suddenly realized that, for someone with an ordinary appearance, Azure was actually quite charming.
Just as Ian Song was about to pick up another dish, his movements suddenly froze. He looked up sharply and met Jason Ji’s gaze head-on, instantly shivering inside and feeling creeped out. His eyes turned cold: “What are you staring at? One more look and I’ll gouge out your dog eyes!”
Jason Ji immediately lowered his head.
Smack!
Ian Song slammed his chopsticks down hard, got up, and strode out of the restaurant.
"Azure, where are we going?"
Jason Ji hurriedly asked.
"Shut up! Say one more word and I’ll cut out your tongue!"
With a cold snort, Ian Song’s figure flickered as he dashed out of the restaurant, heading straight for the Miao Clan. Right now, he was in a foul mood and needed someone to vent on—and the Miao Clan was the perfect target.
As for why he was so annoyed—it was all because of the way Jason Ji had been looking at him. If he weren’t planning to recruit this old guy as a subordinate, he’d have chopped him up on the spot. How dare he look at me like that?
Back when he first turned into a woman, he’d deliberately made his appearance plain, just to avoid catching the eye of any random man.
But in the end, he still got targeted by this old geezer Jason Ji...
"Damn it, I’m a real man!" The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he got, so he sped up even more. In less than fifteen minutes, he arrived at the Miao Clan estate.
Meanwhile, as Ian Song was heading for the Miao Clan, the Miao Ancestor got the news.
The front gate of the Miao Clan estate was wide open, with no guards posted. Clearly, the Miao Ancestor wasn’t stupid—there was no point in setting up guards just for Ian Song to slaughter.
Hmph!
Normally, with no guards present, Ian Song would have walked right into the estate. But right now, he was in a bad mood.
So...