The temple had reopened as usual.
The small white Mercedes-Benz could no longer catch up to the Hongqi.
Shen Jing drove, the passenger seat holding the black card the man had given her and the tie pin that had fallen from him.
She chased it all the way to the West District.
The Hongqi never noticed her car, much less realized Shen Jing was the one driving the small Mercedes.
She watched helplessly as the Hongqi drove into the large compound.
The guard at the sentry post only allowed the Hongqi through. He stopped Shen Jing's car without even coming over to ask, standing ramrod straight as he continued his watch.
It was as if an invisible class barrier separated her, marking her as someone who didn't belong to Second Master Zhou's world.
Fine. She really couldn't enter a place like this, not even on foot, let alone in her car.
Her hand tapped lightly on the steering wheel. I really don't understand how a card and a tie pin made me chase him all the way here.
