The tension held for a moment before Bo Yanching let go. He walked back to Nan Jiaojiao and asked directly, "Who is that?"
Bo Yanching didn't recognize Yeh Hannian.
Her presence here was purely to repay a favor from the past.
It should have been over today, yet Bo Yanching discovered it, his expression darkened with anger. Nan Jiaojiao couldn't think of a suitable response for a moment. Moreover, having whitewashed half of her assets and severed ties with the Killing Alliance, she had no intention of returning to her old life of violence. Yeh Hannian was a part of her past, a past she had always wanted to hide away, to bury even deeper.
Especially from Bo Yanching.
As she hesitated, Bo Yanching's gaze grew colder by the second and suddenly, the corners of his lips curved into a faint smile, "Aren't you going to introduce us?"
Nan Jiaojiao tightened her grip on her glass, "There's nothing worth introducing."
