Bai Xiaosheng pushed the door open and entered the most luxurious suite in the hotel. As he walked into the living room, he saw a figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
The person was facing away from him, seemingly overlooking the bustling city.
Bai Xiaosheng walked over, and the person slowly turned around upon hearing footsteps.
Thus, the two exchanged a glance.
Humans are indeed a mysterious species, possessing a capacity for a vague intuition.
At times, with a single glance, one can discern a "kindred spirit."
Or a "rival."
Upon seeing the other's eyes, Bai Xiaosheng instantly felt a reluctance to get close to this person, who appeared only slightly older than himself.
Wen Yu also sized up Bai Xiaosheng, his expression cold and distant, entirely different from the "amiable" demeanor he displayed towards Chen Feiqiu, even his brows furrowed, seemingly finding Bai Xiaosheng quite displeasing.
"You are Bai Xiaosheng?" Wen Yu spoke, his tone cold.
