Judging by his expression, he clearly did not want to make an enemy of the Azure Tide Sect-or, more precisely, of its Enforcement Hall.
Su Jiu glanced at Ning Fan, then at the Apologizer with his fawning smile. Her eyes lowered slightly, and a mocking curve touched her lips. All of this was probably a performance for Ning Fan and the others.
She had never expected even a behemoth like the Ghost Market to fear the Enforcement Hall.
Su Jiu pressed her lips together, her eyes filled with a fog that refused to disperse.
She did not want to let the matter end like this.
But then a man beside Ning Fan took the box. He casually lifted its lid, revealing the contents, and chuckled. "Good stuff."
"These are quite nice. We'll take them."
The unspoken meaning was that they could leave.
The people who had brought the gift to beg forgiveness breathed sighs of relief, as though granted a pardon. After exchanging a few casual pleasantries, they soon left.
At first glance, the man who had just spoken with the Ghost Market representatives looked sunny and upbeat. Judging by his face alone, he neither resembled someone from the Enforcement Hall Shadow Division nor someone capable of wielding such cruel instruments of torture.
Yet everything he showed now was actually the opposite of his true self.
Su Jiu swept a cold gaze toward the man holding the gift. "Why accept it?"
The man studied this disciple of Chu Mojin's whom he had never met with interest, then waved the box at her. "This is compensation for you. Why wouldn't we accept it?"
Su Jiu pressed her lips together. "I don't want to let this end here." She could not accept it.
Ning Fan nodded as well. "Accepting this only means