Chapter 1685: The Smiling Tiger
“What angered you so much, Brother Xiahou?”
It was at this moment an amiable, easygoing, smiling voice came from the distance.
It felt like a gust of spring that blew away the murderous aura and the terrible pressure encompassing this whole area. Before the people knew it, the atmosphere returned to normal as if nothing had ever happened.
It was at this moment a man appeared on a street. He was slowly making his way toward the Four Seas Restaurant.
He was a pale, portly man in his forties. His luxurious attire marked him as someone important. He was wearing a wide smile on his face. Maybe it was because he was too fat, or maybe it was because his smile was too wide, but his eyes were almost narrowed into tiny, indiscernible slits. He looked rather amusing, to be honest.
The man’s smile did not look ugly or elicit feelings of disgust though. On the contrary, he looked adorable, friendly, and amiable. He had an appearance that naturally elicited a good first impression.
In reality, everyone on the street blanched and walked away as soon as they recognized him. It was like he was a ferocious tiger or a deadly scorpion. Forget staying, they didn’t even dare to look at him.
In just the blink of an eye, what was a crowded street bustling with people became empty and deserted. Not a single soul was left when all was said and done.
The man paid this no attention. He was used to it—in fact, he very much enjoyed being feared like a tiger. His smile grew even brighter because of this.
“Tsk tsk... you finally showed your face. And here I thought that you would keep playing the cowardly tortoise until the end.”
Xiahou Zun looked down on the portly man from above and needled him with obvious ridicule.
The man did not fly into a rage though. Still wearing a smile on his face, he said, “How can I spurn an invitation from Brother Xiahou himself?”