Yuk Jian scrolled through his phone and dialed a string of numbers.
The phone rang from the left, and Yuk Jian immediately grabbed a bottle of water, opened the car door, and walked in that direction.
On a somewhat worn-out bench, a girl sat quietly. Perhaps it was an unfamiliar number, she looked at it without answering, but just as she was about to pick up, Yuk Jian had already walked up to her.
The girl sensed someone approaching and looked up, her expression calm and her eyes peaceful, as if she wasn't at all worried about whether the person was bad.
The man had taken off his white coat and was wearing loose, comfortable casual clothes. He stood tall and straight, with an air of authority.
He had also removed his mask, and the phone's light faintly illuminated his features.
The man's appearance was clear and handsome, with eyebrows and eyes distinctly outlined, and his deep pupils shone like embedded jewels with a cold gleam.
