Through the snow-covered street corner, He Ao raised his wristband and glanced at the time.
It was already ten past ten.
He left the office at about nine o'clock.
The five hundred and thirty thousand had been transferred by Reid, but after more than an hour, the money from the Abnormal Association hadn't arrived.
He Ao raised his gaze, looking at the quaintly decorated low-rise building in front of him and the exquisite porch extending from the building's front door.
A neon-lit art sign stood above the porch:
[Bounty Hunter Organization]
This low building stood here, incongruous with the surrounding modern structures made of steel and glass.
He Ao slowly moved forward, passed through the porch, and through the golden door, heading towards the gem-studded reception desk with elegant carvings behind the door.
"Hello, welcome to the Bounty Hunter Organization. How may I assist you?"
The front desk hosted two young women dressed in pencil skirts and thick black stockings.
