As Gubong desperately hoped I wouldnât cause trouble, I found myself clenching my fists instinctively.
What the hell was this? Whatâs with those eyes?
âThis bastard is pissing me off.â
My anger flared. Should I just gouge his eyes out? Or smash his face halfway so heâd never make that expression again?
As I weighed my optionsâ
"What is it? Do you have business with me?"
The guard frowned at me.
"I donât like your face."
This bastard.
"If you donât like it, what are you going toâ"
"Weâre in a hurry. Please, letâs move along!"
Just as I was about to step forward, Gubong grabbed my wrist.
He smiled awkwardly at the guard as he spoke.
"My apologies. My junior seems to be in a bad state today."
"Junior? Who are you calling juniorâ!"
"Letâs go, junior."
Before I could protest further, he started dragging me away.
I could have easily broken free if I wanted to, but for now, I let it go.
Then, just like before, I heard a voice mutter near my ear.
"Those Mount Hua bastards are so arrogant. Tsk."
Hearing that, I frowned deeply.
It was clearâ
âThereâs something going on here.â