"Oh, okay, I'll wait in line too."
Cheng Ye turned around, nodded lightly, and took the chance to sit down on the chair behind the young man.
After his physique evolved, his build had slimmed down a bit and that sharp edge of his had withdrawn somewhat, but his young face and distinctive aura still made people instinctively glance at him a couple more times.
Seeing that Cheng Ye actually sat beside him, the young man scratched his head and hurriedly apologized, "Sorry, man, I just got impatient. I've been waiting since this morning—almost five hours now—and it's still not my turn."
"Huh? This slow?" Cheng Ye was genuinely surprised.
