Chapter 686: Chapter 71: Things in Life That Should Be Rembered!
The chi of a wind bell sounded, and the door opened.
A person in a pitch-black robe, wearing a hood, walked in.
Upon entering, the individual didn’t pass through the corridor but directly removed the hood, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.
The mont Emily saw that face, her fists suddenly clenched tight.
This middle-aged man was the one who had mocked her back on ‘mory Street’.
That ti, had Bolun not reacted promptly, she would have undoubtedly faced great embarrassnt under the watchful eyes of all.
...
And that was sothing she could never accept!
Thinking about the situation then, Emily couldn’t help but bite her teeth hard.
Suddenly, the back of her hand felt warm.
Emily turned her head and saw Bolun, her good friend, with his hand on the back of hers, smiling playfully and shaking his head gently.
Without any verbal communication, but through the understanding developed over a long ti, Emily grasped what Bolun ant.
Don’t rush, just patiently watch what happens next.
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Imdiately, Emily cald down.
She trusted Bolun’s judgnt.
In every instance before, Bolun had never let her down.
This ti?
It was no different!
But the result still left Emily extrely shocked.
She saw that middle-aged man, who had once been condescending, quickly glancing around the ‘Drinking Pavilion’s’ lobby and then that haughty face suddenly broke into a sycophantic smile. ŕà𐌽óBЁᶊ
"Good evening, Mr. Jason.”
The man walked over step by step, bowing deeply to Jason with the utmost respect.
Looking at the middle-aged man whose face was nearly touching the ground, Emily was stunned.
She simply couldn’t associate the man fawning before her with the one who had looked down on them with disdain.
If she hadn’t just confird it was the sa person, Emily would have sworn they were rely similar looking.
And the more shocking events were still unfolding.
The middle-aged man, who had just bowed to Jason, maintained his salute as if he were a clay statue, utterly motionless.
"Hmm.”
Jason nodded nonchalantly.
It was only after this nod that the middle-aged man straightened up, his ingratiating smile growing even thicker.
Seeing this, Emily was certain that if Jason hadn’t responded, the man would have kept that posture indefinitely.
This, this is the ‘Ship Slayer’?
Emily was horrified within.
Since that night, she knew the ‘Ship Slayer’ was strong, a pinnacle existence on the ‘Mystical Side.’
But just how strong?
Without any comparison, Emily didn’t know.
But now, witnessing the once arrogant middle-aged man so servile before Jason, Emily finally understood the aning behind ‘Ship Slayer.’
Compared to Emily, who was too shocked to conceal her astonishnt, her mouth slightly agape, Bolun was handling it a bit better.
This young man at least maintained a calm facade.
But the flickering light in his eyes was enough to reveal his true state of mind.
Back then, when he faced this ‘Mystical Side person,’ it wasn’t just about wracking his brains, but also squandering a vast amount of resources to barely evade the pursuit, truly an exhausting effort.
Thus, Bolun felt it even more acutely.
He watched the scene before him.
Then, his gaze slowly shifted toward Jason.
In his eyes were envy, longing, and aspiration.
But Jason remained calm as ever.
As soon as he noticed the man, he had guessed why he had co.
In fact, it was just as he had surmised.
"Mr. Jason, this is a gift from ‘mory Street.’
"No special aning intended.
"Simply a hope to gain your friendship.”
The middle-aged man said as he took out two boxes from his voluminous robe and placed them respectfully on the table in front of Jason.
Although the boxes were closed, the scent of ‘food’ inside made Jason involuntarily take a deep breath.
Jason would never refuse ‘food.’
As for how the other party knew he needed ‘food’?
Apart from the old drill sergeant, Jason couldn’t think of anyone else.
Given ‘mory Street’s ability to investigate where he had been that afternoon with ease,
And considering the old drill sergeant’s familiar tone of voice when evaluating ‘mory Street,’ it’s likely the real power brokers of ‘mory Street’ would have inquired from the old drill sergeant, who wouldn’t refuse them.
In dealing with enemies, the old drill sergeant wouldn’t show any rcy, like the harsh north wind blowing against one’s face.
Towards friends?
The old drill sergeant was warm, as comforting as a spring breeze, always ready to help.
It was like this with him.
And naturally, it would be the sa with other friends.
"Thank you for your friendship.”
"I am profoundly grateful!”
The middle-aged man watched Jason accept the gift and imdiately heaved a long sigh of relief, his anxiety finally easing.
He had been very worried about the worst outco happening,
Because that was sothing he couldn’t bear.
How could he have imagined that two ordinary people would have any connection to a figure like the ‘Ship Slayer,’ soone to look up to?
If he had known they had a connection to the ‘Ship Slayer,’ he wouldn’t have dared to mock them, even if he had several tis the courage!
What was supposed to be a ga to pass the ti had unexpectedly led to such a terrifying outco.
And now, the matter was still not completely resolved.
There was another issue he needed to address.
Otherwise, he would remain restless.
The middle-aged man turned his head towards Bolun and Emily, his face still wearing that obsequious smile.
He felt no sha in humbling himself before ordinary people.
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