Li Ping'an calmly said something that was anything but calm.
The sword-bearing man stared into Azure Eyes.
He clearly sensed no killing intent, yet they still intimidated him.
Some instinct made him sense an invisible killing intent.
He slowly rose, about to leave.
"Wait!"
A voice came from behind him.
The sword-bearing man's expression changed abruptly, and his body instantly tensed.
He sensed an aura that made his heart pound with dread, jolting his mind.
Had the other man changed his mind!?
"You haven't left the money for your noodles."
The sword-bearing man froze at these words.
Shock flashed in his eyes. He turned to look at the Blue Robes Man.
Then he raised his head to look at Lao Hou, the noodle seller.
Lao Hou was badly frightened. Not daring to meet his gaze, he instinctively took a step back.
The sword-bearing man reached for his money.
But when had the Wang Family's second young master ever carried money on him?
He fumbled around for a moment.
Finally, he unfastened a priceless jade pendant from his waist and placed it on the table.
"Consider this payment for the noodles."
The corners of Lao Hou's mouth twitched.
Although he did not know what this jade pendant was worth,
he recognized the Wang Family's second young master.
A jade pendant carried by someone like him was certainly worth a fortune.
At this point, the Wang residence's steward finally recovered as well.
The dozen or so men he had brought along had seemed to fly a long way just now, but none had suffered particularly serious injuries.
They looked at one another, all utterly bewildered.
Finally, all their gazes settled on the sword-bearing man.
His expression stiff, the sword-bearing man waved a hand, signaling everyone to leave.
In mere moments, Willow Tree