Candy's eyes were cold and inscrutable.
This man was far too good-looking, so good-looking that one glance at him put Candy in a foul mood.
When he was in a foul mood, he wanted to kill someone.
Hua Jian frowned, the apology slowly fading from his face. "I'm truly sorry about what happened. If there's nothing else, I'll be going."
He stepped aside and walked past Candy.
Candy's eyelid twitched. "Stop! Who the fuck do you think you are, stepping on my foot and then just walking away?"
He spoke Chinese, his vicious tone almost drowning out the soprano's voice coming through from beyond the box.
Hua Jian's expression turned cold.
"Where did I step on you? Shall I replace your shoes, sir?"
Candy stared into his eyes and said coldly, "Kid, this is F Country, not your China. Watch out, or a bullet might come flying out of nowhere and go straight through that mouth of yours."
"Hua Jian? What are you doing here?"
A man's surprised voice broke the standoff between them.
They both turned to look. A black-haired man had appeared behind them.
"Shu Yao?"
Hua Jian narrowed his eyes slightly.
Any man who appeared alongside Shu Yao was either cannon fodder or one of his devoted admirers.
Who was this man?
Hua Jian's mind raced. Suddenly, his pupils contracted as someone came to mind.
F Country, combined with Candy's age...
He was Candy-Poulton, the man who had run circles around Lu Zexi in the Imperial Capital.
Knowing who he was actually put Hua Jian at ease.
B City in F Country was not the Pulton Family's home turf. On the contrary, the Ross Family held almost absolute sway there.
And relations between the Ross Family and the Pulton Family had been extremely strained in recent years.