Li Jie followed Bai Yiyi into the warm building, waiting in line at the entrance.
He chose a position where he could unobstructedly pay attention to the woman in front but also reduce the chance of any busy security guard remembering him.
Aside from those cold, dark eyes, he didn't have any particularly noticeable features, but he didn't want to take risks.
Caution was what allowed him to leave that place alive, escape that hell, return to reality and work for fifteen years.
He didn't look wealthy, but he also didn't look like a street thug.
He appeared to be a regular office worker, not a high-ranking one.
His coat was conservatively styled, utterly unremarkable.
The blue wool coat he was wearing now was durable but somewhat old; it served as a good yet simple disguise. A hunter knows how to blend into different environments.
