A cold glint flashed in Sun Binghe's eyes, but his smile only grew warmer. "Mr. Lu, you're here too."
The other man stiffened and turned around little by little.
Lu Qing almost wanted to call the police.
He should have turned and left the moment he recognized Shen Lian. But with people blocking his view, and with him wanting to see how things played out, he hadn't noticed Sun Binghe approaching with murder in his eyes.
Of course, he could make up an excuse and insist this was a gathering of friends.
But Sun Binghe had caught Jin Lei harassing Shen Lian red-handed, so whether it was a gathering no longer mattered. Worse still, Sun Binghe was clearly suspicious and would investigate thoroughly afterward. His shady dealings with Jin Lei would probably be impossible to hide.
Lu Qing's scalp prickled, but after that one remark, Sun Binghe seemed to lose all interest in him.
"Teacher Shen," Sun Binghe said softly. "If there's nothing else, I'll take you back."
"Okay," Shen Lian replied. Immediately afterward, Jin Lei stood up.
"Not so fast."
There was something about this man that suggested a blade that could cut without drawing blood; he could stab you at any moment. Once his smile vanished, the creases pressed into his face by its fat became harsh, knife-carved furrows, radiating a sinister chill. His half-lidded eyes opened fully. They weren't large, but somehow they gave him the look of a hideous, fanged demon.
"Teacher Shen, I was an inconsiderate host today. Allow me to apologize." Jin Lei's tone remained mild, but it changed when he looked at Sun Binghe. "Young man, don't act so rashly."
The curve of Sun Binghe's lips seemed to lift a fraction. Even with Jin Lei exerting the full force of his presence, he