Luo You leaned slightly to one side, his muscles taut as if bearing the full weight of his body.
He struggled to turn his head, trying to find a suitable angle to look Su Mo in the eye.
At last, their gazes met, and they stared straight at each other.
Luo You's brows drew together slightly as he tried to read more information from the other man's eyes. Su Mo showed no weakness, responding with an equally firm gaze.
The two of them silently stared at each other, as if engaged in a wordless contest. The atmosphere grew exceptionally tense and heavy.
Not far away, the three men who had been laughing and chatting moments ago fell silent and huddled together when they noticed the strange change.
In just a few seconds, their minds had filled in several possible stories as if scenes were flashing past.
"Tsk, tsk. Doesn't this look like some rich young master running away from home, only to be found by his butler?"
"You mean Brother Ji is a butler?"
"Uh, I didn't say that. I'm just saying, doesn't it feel a little like that?"
"I don't think so. This looks more like two brothers falling out over something. They swore never to speak to each other again, then one of them made his fortune while the other struggled, and he felt guilty enough to come save his down-and-out brother."
"Hey, now that you mention it, I can see it. If they also happened to have deeply loved the same woman, it would be even more fitting."
"Heh heh, no wonder Boss Ji is so nice to those two children. Could it be that—"
The three whispered among themselves, and before long, they began laughing.
It really couldn't be blamed on them for thinking this way.