Yu Minglang quickly sifted through a vast amount of information in his mind. He was certain he had seen this person's photo in the database, but there was just too much data, causing him to lag a few beats behind while processing the information.
"Hello, Mr. Chen." The man with the gold-rimmed glasses approached Yu Minglang and Qian, greeting them in a very soft voice.
"Do I know you?" Qian was certain she had never seen him before, neither in her past life nor in this one.
Although this person appeared like a gentle scholar, his Asian face spoke Mandarin exceptionally well.
Qian and Yu Minglang could both sense the unusual aura surrounding this person.
Despite his frail appearance, he exuded a dangerous vibe, appearing ordinary at first glance but increasingly unsettling upon further examination, undoubtedly a dangerous individual.
