Lu Jingchen watched Song Qiao and Lu An'an run directly into the company's gates, then retracted his gaze and was about to drive off, yet his eyes fell on a Maybach parked not far away.
The rear window of the Maybach lowered, and from Lu Jingchen's perspective, he could see a man he had only met once.
Ji Sifan sat in the back in a leisurely posture, leaning slightly back, his gaze resting on a man in the driver's seat of the Bentley Mulsanne nearby. Noticing that he looked this way, Ji Sifan slightly curved his lips, then he looked ahead and spoke a few indiscernible words to the driver before getting out of the car.
Lu Jingchen didn't move, still sitting in the driver's seat, coldly watching Ji Sifan get out of the car and walk towards him.
Ji Sifan was about the same height as Lu Jingchen, both men radiating strong auras, though Lu Jingchen's was tinged with more chill.
