Jing Yang and Shizuku chose seats by the window. They were eating when the dishes arrived, when someone suddenly sat down in the empty seat beside them.
Shizuku kept eating, but she also looked over curiously. Unless something unexpected had happened, this was the person who had been following her and Jing Yang from behind earlier. She had not expected him to approach them directly.
The tall, thin man raised a hand and pulled back his hood, revealing a face like that of a severely malnourished man—sallow, withered, and gaunt. His dark circles were heavy, and even his pupils seemed lifeless within his sunken eye sockets. Though he was sitting right beside Jing Yang and Shizuku, he seemed to be looking somewhere else.
"My name is Rui Wan," the tall, thin man said.
What's with introducing yourself out of nowhere, man? Who are you? Jing Yang had observed this person through the eyes of the crow he had placed outside, but he had not seen his face clearly beneath the hood. Now that he turned to inspect him closely, he immediately said, "This gentleman... Wan? You look terrible. Like you could kill someone at any moment."
"Is that so... I see." The eyeballs in Rui Wan's sunken sockets shifted as he looked at Jing Yang. "People like you have very sharp instincts."
Jing Yang looked at the Aura surrounding him. It was clearly far stronger than that of an ordinary person, and the Aura naturally leaking from the top of his head was far less than normal—proof that the man had trained in Ten. He was a Nen User.
Rui Wan stared fixedly at Jing Yang and Shizuku. "I recognized people like you at a glance... Why? Why are there obviously people as powerful as you in this world, yet