Lately, Sun Wen's image as an arrogant, spoiled rich kid had become deeply ingrained in everyone's minds.
Above all, the way he looked down on them from the bottom of his heart made their skin crawl at every moment.
But the more Sun Wen acted this way, the more convinced they were that he was trustworthy.
This was absolutely not something the Light Ancestor Patrol Team would do.
Even when the director of the Guard Bureau tentatively offered him a piece of jade, Sun Wen accepted it with a smile.
After a period of cautious probing, these people finally breathed a sigh of relief and gradually lowered their guard around Sun Wen.
The people who usually tailed him were also withdrawn one by one.
If Sun Wen actually discovered them and stirred up trouble where there had been none, it would be more trouble than it was worth.
"Take care, Brother Sun! Goodbye, Brother Sun!"
The young man stood at the bar entrance, bowing like a lackey as he fawned over Sun Wen and saw him off.
After Sun Wen left, his expression gradually darkened. Gritting his teeth, he stared in the direction Sun Wen had gone. "Who the hell does he think he is!"
"If my brother hadn't given me orders, I'd make sure you never left Er City this time."
"Putting on airs in front of me? Pah!"
Cursing under his breath, the young man led his underlings in the opposite direction, disappearing into the distance.
What he failed to see was a figure in the shadows silently following them after they left.
"So you're saying you suspect there's something wrong with this father and daughter's records?"
A slightly chilly breeze blew past. Sitting on a park bench, Sun Wen no longer looked the least bit drunk.