A few more days passed. After Xin Huohuo finished her "night shift," she turned on her computer, logged into a game, and sold a high-level account for five hundred. It was her first income in days. She was so elated that she decided to skip sleep altogether. Instead, she planned to visit the supermarket and the mall to pick up a few more things for her new home.
But just as she stepped out of the building and bounded down the stairs, she was met with the sight of a black luxury car. She couldn't tell the specific make or model, but it was clearly the expensive kind—understated luxury. A man who looked particularly good in a suit was standing in front of it.
The morning sun, around eight or nine, shone down on him. It was bright but not scorching, a perfect match for his aura: dazzling, yet devoid of warmth. Alluring, yet standoffish.
