Guests, Land of Death

"That's pretty impressive. That smell on him... Honestly, he'd probably seen blood before. He reminded me a little of some of the soldiers I saw back at the base..."

Only after the other man took the initiative to look away did Old Li click his tongue in amazement. Ignoring the strange looks from quite a few "refined gentlemen" nearby, he waved to the waiter again. "A well-done steak. Sorry for the trouble, bring me another one!"

Since they were already here, he clearly had no intention of saving the host any money.

"It's more than that. Those calluses on his hands weren't from anything else—they were worn down from handling guns. And if someone practiced with guns, naturally they intended to use them. Otherwise, why practice?"

He popped a piece of amber-colored aspic into his mouth, yet the young man's speech seemed entirely unaffected by his chewing. "Look carefully at where he was standing earlier. He always positioned himself behind and to the side of Young Master Xu. He looked like an assistant, but because of his status, people couldn't get too close to him. That let him avoid the main flow of people while maintaining a good line of sight over most of the venue."

"The way he held his glass was extremely steady. You could even use the refraction on the glass to see the figures behind him. And when he spoke to people, his lip movements were very slight. Under normal circumstances, neither observers nor recordings could reliably read any information from his lips..."

"To be precise, someone with such natural habits was probably a professional bodyguard, spy, or something similar in the past."

Having just swallowed his food, Li Yun had yet to reach for another bite when he noticed Old Li and Miss Fang Yishu