"You look like you're having fun," someone said, making Junan glance at the person standing right behind him.
His good mood dropped drastically when he saw who it was. He wasn't stupid enough to not feel that someone was following him, he just didn't want the little one to realize it. Judging from his behavior, it seemed like the stalker didn't come to hurt him, right.
"What do you want?" Junan asked directly without further ado, his voice clearly very unfriendly.
"Haha, calm down. Why are you so impatient? I didn't mean anything," he replied, raising both hands, showing his innocence.
Junan sneered at that. There was no way there wasn't an ulterior motive every time he came to him. This guy was either bored or really wanted something.
"Okay, okay, how about we chat at the shop up ahead? Why do you have to stand on the side of the road, it makes my legs sore," he invited enthusiastically, not at all intimidated by Junan's sharp gaze.