Wu Jian was more than aware of the distrustful stares he was getting from Hou Jingshu’s three bodyguards. After saving the woman in question, he had gone on to help the three defeat their opponents. They had expressed gratitude but still cast him obvious suspicious glances.
He… well, he couldn’t blame them. A strange man wearing a mask had appeared out of nowhere. Yeah, he might have saved Hou Jingshu, but they didn’t know a thing about him. What if he had saved her to ingratiate himself into their group so he could betray them later? That was what he would have been thinking if their positions were reversed.
“Hey, Wu. Those people are looking at us like we’re scum to be cleaned from the bottom of their shoes,” Huǒ Shuchang said.
Wu Jian rolled his eyes. “Really? I didn’t notice. Thank
