After making the call, Fang Liang said, "He'll be here in about half an hour."
Song Guanchao acknowledged with a hum, picked up the teacup, and sipped slowly.
Fang Liang didn't press further; once the person arrives, everything will become clear.
As the teacup emptied, he filled it up for Song Guanchao, keeping the atmosphere somewhat harmonious.
Only Xiao Zi was visibly nervous.
In less than half an hour, Brother Yuan arrived.
He pushed open the door, boldly asking, "Brother Liang, what's up?"
Brother Yuan was around thirty years old, about six feet tall, with a buzz cut, dressed in a white suit, appearing somewhat pretentious, though his demeanor was quite unimpressive.
He didn't initially notice there were others in the room; only upon entering did he realize there were some unfamiliar faces, and he only got a good look at Song Guanchao when he approached Fang Liang.
Upon seeing Song Guanchao, his expression froze.
