Saturday afternoon.
In the secluded alley at the north gate of Qing He High School, a posh Bentley was conspicuously parked there that obviously didn't blend in with the mottled old walls and cracked cement road.
The black exterior of the car looked very understated but the interior was luxurious to perfection with real leather seats, expensive high-quality velvet blankets and an automatic air conditioning system exuding a faint fragrance with a hypnotic effect. The whole car was fixed up very comfortably.
The man was in a tailored dark black suit, sitting on a snow-white velvet seat. His face was handsome and apathetic as usual. There was a faint shadow under his eyelids due to many sleepless nights, making him look a bit grim and intimidating.
At that moment, the man was gazing out of the window, pondering about something.
