The exchange of glances lasted only a moment.
After that, Ji Jue shifted his gaze away and did not look back, his smile remaining unchanged.
He quietly observed the extravagant scene before him, like an onlooker who didn’t participate at all.
At this moment, he was nearly one hundred percent sure: the ones coming were up to no good.
He just did not know how much the person opposite had spent to make this woman show her teeth like a rabid dog guarding her territory.
Everyone was just subcontractors; why make things difficult for fellow subcontractors?
If they discussed things privately, displayed some grace, and split the money at the end, wasn’t that doable? After all, there was no end to the money to be made; friendship came first, competition second.
Of course, the condition was that he could not be the one in second place.
However, seeing how affectionate the other party was with Mu Jiang, it seemed he was no mere overworked lackey but possibly a deep partner.
But if you didn't want friendship…
Then there was nothing left but to use the big stick.
But all he had was a nine millimeter hunter, and he had no idea what caliber she preferred.
Should he switch to something bigger?