Li Wen focused his mind and quickly got off at the back of the bus.
The winter sun shone on the magnificent and grand plaque that read "Fire Hall - Bluestone Branch," giving it a sense of profound history. He strode toward the great doors that represented infinite possibilities.
Just then, a well-built, trim young man with a neat buzz cut stepped off another bus nearby. He walked briskly toward the entrance of the Fire Hall with a steady gait.
The young man's expression was calm and reserved, and he carried himself with an air of unhurried confidence.
"Look! It's Jiang Lingyun from the Number One Martial Arts Middle School! Wow, he's so handsome in person!" came the hushed, excited gasps of two girls nearby.
