"What's wrong?"
Jia Tianzi also sensed something was amiss and looked up at the man who emerged from the car.
The night swallowed him whole, quickly enveloping the figure.
He had taken many twists and turns along the way, surprised that someone had managed to track him down, and therefore, as soon as he stepped out of the car, he raised his hand and removed the mask.
The night was dark, and the lights flickered unpredictably. The winter wind swirled as it blew, making it hard to discern the man's face from such a distance.
But Tang Yanqing's expression was quite peculiar, clearly as if he had already deduced something.
Jia Tianzi looked at the rearview mirror, observing Tang Yanqing's expression.
"Do you need night vision binoculars?"
Tang Yanqing lowered his head, staring at his fingers that appeared pale and slender in the night.
"No need, I already know who he is."
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