After the storm that occurred two weeks ago, the weather calmed down. It was late afternoon yet the sun was still shining brightly.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window of IHZHI chairman's lobby, a tall man stood facing the window, looking at the city being shrouded by the afternoon glow of the sun.
His back was straight and aloof. There was a stillness around him that gave an impression of isolation.
When Xiong Zhi and Linfeng came in, they were met by this man's figure.
For some reason, Xiong Zhi felt a sense of familiarity after seeing the man's back.
How come she felt a sense of deja vu?
The man turned around, waking up Xiong Zhi from her daze.
She narrowed her eyes at her sudden visitor.
"It seems like you are acting too familiar with us, Young Master Lu Jin. Coming here without notice ahead of time, and it is not just once. I am not well informed that we are this close."
