"You brat, you're asking to die!" Provoked by Han Shuo, the blond young man could not swallow the insult and prepared to smash up the shop.
"Aemon!" Jiya snapped. "This place is right beside the Saint Family. Are you really looking for trouble?"
Hearing Jiya's shout, the blond youth paused, then looked Han Shuo over suspiciously. "Being beside the Saint Family doesn't mean every property belongs to them. This brat is obviously a newcomer. Why should I be afraid of him?"
Jiya did not think so. Seeing no trace of fear on Han Shuo's face, only an air of having something to rely on, she kept feeling that he was not so simple. When Aemon refused to listen, she hurried to distance herself. "Then do as you please, but don't expect me to get involved if anything happens!"
"Relax. What could happen? Haha, you think I can't handle this brat?" Aemon arrogantly reached for the first display cabinet, apparently having made up his mind.
"Stop!" Suddenly, an untimely shout came from outside. A moment later, Anita, the green-haired young man who had detained Han Shuo before, entered Heavenly Pivot Potions with a squad of Divine Guards under Heitian.
After entering, Anita first greeted Han Shuo warmly, then turned a cold gaze on Aemon. "Young Master Aemon, what exactly are you planning to do?"
Anita, who had almost destroyed the cabinet, had not expected Divine Guards from the Third Office to appear at the crucial moment. He paused before giving a dry laugh. "Nothing. Just looking around!"
"Shadow City has its rules. Even the great families cannot use their power to bully others. I hope you will all show some restraint and not make things difficult for us!" Anita reprimanded Aemon sternly, looking displeased.
"Of course not!" Aemon smiled ingratiatingly, repeatedly