Following the direction Wang Haichen was pointing, they did indeed see a two-tone Maybach.
"It looks like his car, but we can't be sure it's actually his, can we?" Pan Yongbin said cautiously.
"That's easy enough. Let's go take a look."
Wang Haichen started the car and discreetly circled around.
"It's his car! I remember his license plate!"
"What the hell is he doing at the airport?" Pan Yongbin said, frowning.
"Probably here to pick someone up. I've got some bats in the car, let's go teach him a lesson."
"No way. I have something more important to do. The mission right now is to win over Lin Qiangwei. We can't let him get in the way of what matters."
"Fine."
Wang Haichen calmed down, realizing he had gotten a little carried away.
'Lin Jiang is a damn good fighter. Even with the two of us together, we might not be able to beat him.'
"Don't be so hasty," Pan Yongbin said. "He's always at that noodle shop. If we want to get him, there will be plenty of opportunities."
