Moreover, the other person was reluctant to add shrimp skin and pepper.
But just now, this bowl not only had shrimp skin and pepper, but it was also perfectly seasoned. The other person’s skills were no worse than the master chef at ‘Drunken Fairy Tower’ last night.
‘Killed Zhao Laosi and is impersonating him?’
Jason quietly thought.
No doubt he’s in the back alley.
As for the other person’s purpose?
It’s very likely they’re here for Hua Hong.
However, Jason wasn’t in a hurry to make a move.
Without more “food,” having a few more bowls of wontons was only natural.
However, just as Jason picked up the second bowl of wontons, he suddenly felt a chill up his spine,
Instinctively, Jason turned his head and saw Dou Bao.
Dou Bao was standing at the martial arts school’s entrance, watching there, while a few martial arts apprentices had just come out.
Clearly, Dou Bao was seeing off the martial arts apprentices and just happened to see Jason eating wontons at the stand.
Jason’s vision far exceeded that of ordinary people. He immediately saw the grievance and anger in Dou Bao’s eyes.
As if to say, “Is my cooking not good enough?”
"Why are you eating out?”
"Can’t you eat at home?”
Under such a gaze, Jason felt a growing sense of guilt deep inside.
An involuntary sense of guilt.
As if he had done something wrong.
Especially when Dou Bao just stood there watching without stopping him or scolding him, only looking more aggrieved, even if there was no mistake, it felt like he was in the wrong.
‘Will I lose my long-term personal chef?’
‘I have to make it right!’
‘I must make it right!’
As Jason was racking his brains, two figures appeared on one side of Martial Arts Street.
Two young and beautiful girls in cheongsams walked over.
The one on the left was slightly taller with long legs.
The one on the right was shorter, but curvaceous.
Both of their appearances were quite beautiful, especially when they walked together. The fitting cheongsams drew attention, almost immediately catching the eyes of the men on Martial Arts Street.
They glanced at the left, then at the right.
But the two paid no attention to them and walked straight up to Jason.
"Good morning, Master Mu.”
"Do you remember us?”
"I am Li Yuanyuan, and this is Zhao Shuhua.”
After the two girls came over, the girl on the right spoke directly, with gratitude on her face, and the girl on the left was the same.
Li Yuanyuan and Zhao Shuhua, these two names were unfamiliar to Jason.
However, he had seen these two people before.
The first time, they were wearing school uniforms at the entrance of his martial arts school.
The second time was on the docks late at night, where they were tied up among the trafficked crowd.
This was the third time.
They had come to express their gratitude.
Jason didn’t particularly care.
He hadn’t intentionally saved them; it was just a matter of convenience.
So, he nodded and didn’t want to interact with them further.
However, Li Yuanyuan and Zhao Shuhua weren’t like that.
"We are truly grateful to you.”
"Without you, we would have
As they spoke, they became emotionally moved, almost to tears.
The feeling of a chill on his spine intensified.
Jason secretly glanced at the martial arts school’s entrance.
Dou Bao was still standing there, her eyes no longer angry, only full of grievance, but that grievance was several times stronger than before.
The expression on her face seemed to say: You have a dog outside!
Or else I’ll lose my chef!
With this thought, Jason’s expression changed. His habitual indifference became filled with righteousness, his eyes radiating a strong sense of authority and menace. He looked at Zhao Laosi behind the wonton stand, and said word by word—
"Speak, why did you kill!”
Zhao Laosi was shocked.