The glass shards and bloodstains in front of the bar had been cleaned up by the waiter, and a new glass of juice was placed on the bar.
The waiter, seeing An Mingji return, was about to ask about his injuries but was silenced by a warning glance from the young man.
The waiters at Night Paradise were mostly sharp-witted, so he imdiately shut his mouth.
Gu Jin did not notice this scene.
She sat back at the bar, glanced at her phone’s ti, and found it was already past eleven at night.
"Xiao An, do you want to go ho?"
"Yes!"
An Mingji was now eager to figure out what Shi Yuanbin, Yang Peiwen, and Yang Miaomiao were up to.
Especially this woman, Yang Miaomiao. From the initial contact, he had always had an intuitive sense of danger about her. She seed pure and innocent, like a "green tea girl," but he always felt it was just a facade.
The occasional dark aura she exuded made him particularly cautious.
He had previously tested whether Yang Miaomiao had any cultivation, but to no avail—she had no cultivation at all.
It was only after he accidentally witnessed a scene at school that he realized how terrifying and unfathomable her abilities were.
That day, to avoid being teased by classmates about him and Yang Miaomiao, he hid on a sloped lawn at school, in a concealed position shaded by a large rock.
It was that day when he saw with his own eyes Yang Miaomiao turn a living person into a mummified corpse, their flesh seemingly drained, the thod terrifying and nauseating.
That day, he realized Yang Miaomiao’s power was likely above his own.
Since the mont she started approaching him, she had occasionally ntioned A-Jin.
For A-Jin, he could not allow any mistakes or anyone with potential danger to exist around her, so he sent soone to investigate Yang Miaomiao’s hotown, Shenzhen, as recorded in her dossier.
Tonight, the call from Kasi confird his suspicions.
If the target was A-Jin, given the cruel thods of the opponent, there would be no trifling skirmishes.
He must expedite dealing with Yang Miaomiao; she was too dangerous!
He will not allow A-Jin any harm, nor allow anyone with potential danger to exist around her.
"Then let’s go. I’ll give Hai Ge and Jie Ge a call to inform them."
Gu Jin stood up and dialed the number on her phone.
An Mingji obediently followed behind her.
No matter how much he worried inside, he showed no sign of it on his face.
As they passed room 8666, he stared coldly and grimly at the door.
No one should dare to harm his A-Jin—not even think about it.
Yang Miaomiao, she must die!
...
Left Bank Pavilion.
Upon arriving ho, Gu Jin first removed her high heels and changed into comfortable house slippers.
"Welco ho, young master, and Miss Gu. The kitchen has prepared an Italian vegetable soup. Would you like so?"
"Thanks to Ms. Kasi for the late-night treat. I’ll have a bowl, please."
Gu Jin playfully and affectionately thanked while heading to the restroom.
"Miss Gu, you’re too kind. It’s my duty."
Kasi slightly bowed to her departing figure, then turned to An Mingji, who was changing his shoes, "Would the young master like a bowl as well?"
"Yes."
After changing his shoes, An Mingji headed straight to the kitchen.
While he washed his hands, Kasi entered as well.
As she ladled the soup, she began, "Young master, the people below have uncovered so information: Yang Miaomiao had contact with people from Siam Country. The superhumans there mostly have bizarre Dark Skills, and their thods are cruel and sinister, extrely terrifying—"
An Mingji suddenly raised his hand, "Let’s talk about it later in the study."
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