No, that's not right. A gleam flickered in An Jing's eyes. He realized the old woman had completely seen through his facade and noticed how she hesitated for a moment before changing her tune. The old lady was intriguing, but that was irrelevant. Great talents often hid in plain sight. Perhaps certain individuals simply possessed the ability to see a person's true origins.0

An Jing had just purchased a bowl of savory milk tea and was about to toss in some roasted rice when he suddenly felt that same malicious gaze fix onto him once more.0

"It's not bad, but it doesn't compare to what we have back home." An Jing downed his savory milk tea with roasted rice, then stood up and walked away without changing his expression....0