On a restaurant's second floor, Xu Jingming ate dinner alone. He didn't order many dishes—three dishes, a soup, and a flask of wine.
A waiter stood nearby, awaiting Xu Jingming's instructions. After all, the area's Blood Rain Guard leader was Xu Jingming! The restaurant naturally had to serve him well.
Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Xu Jingming ate quickly. After finishing the rice and meat in his bowl, he wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, poured himself a glass of wine, and leisurely drank.
Xu Jingming appeared to be drinking leisurely, but he was thinking about something.
"…With my understanding of his character, I'm afraid he won't give up."
"Be careful every day. You'll be fine after this period of time; Cheng Yanran won't keep targeting you." Fei Qing's words in the morning sounded in Xu Jingming's mind again.
