However, just because she wanted to avoid trouble did not mean that everyone felt the same. The young lady did not appear offended by her cold attitude, but the guard behind her was.
The guard took a step forward and shouted at An Jiuyue, "My master is asking you a question! Hurry up and reply!"
His gaze was fierce, as if he wanted to rip a chunk of An Jiuyue's flesh off. His arrogant tone also suggested that he would not be polite to them if she did not respond to the young lady.
Qian Jiyun narrowed his eyes. Just as he was about to act, An Jiuyue noticed him and grabbed him, preventing him from hurting anyone.
"Forget it. There's no need to argue." She shook her head at Qian Jiyun and stored all the roasted meat in her space. "The meat is ready. Let's eat as we walk."
"Okay," Qian Jiyun replied and glanced at the group of people.
Standing up, he took An Jiuyue's hand, ready to leave.
"You…"
