An Ning pointed to Yu the Elder behind her.
Yu the Elder immediately stepped forward. He reached his right hand into the front pocket of his jacket, pulled out a small, dark green booklet, and opened it.
"This is my work ID."
Yu the Elder's quick cooperation impressed An Guoming, who was standing behind them.
'As expected, the older the ginger, the spicier it is. His reaction time is incredible,' he thought.
The tough-looking man standing opposite An Ning and Yu the Elder stepped forward without hesitation. He took the ID from Yu the Elder's hand and inspected it carefully.
"My apologies."
The man returned it with both hands, his manners impeccable.
Yu the Elder took back the ID and stepped back to stand behind An Ning. The master-servant dynamic was clear to anyone with eyes.
The tough man naturally understood. His gaze fell upon An Ning, a hint of suspicion in his eyes, but he made his decision nonetheless.
