Tian stood in a corner with the number pinned to his chest, carefully watching the unfamiliar people around him. He was already considering whether he should leave. Although many of the men waiting there were undeniably handsome, none of them seemed particularly friendly. Their sharp gazes and competitive expressions made Tian feel as though he had somehow wandered into the middle of a silent battle.
He lowered his head and pouted, tightening his hold around the piglet in his arms.
Why did Bacon even run into this place? I just want to go home.
Not far from them, three men dressed in expensive-looking suits entered one of the rooms. The moment they appeared, everyone waiting in the hallway stood up and greeted them.
"Good morning."
