The bus arrived at the stop.
Lin Yi hurriedly ran off the bus.
He glanced around, searching for the courier.
Then, not far away, he saw him.
A man in a black leather jacket and leather pants stood with a cigarette dangling between his fingers.
He was leaning against a heavy-duty motorcycle, trying to look cool.
Lin Yi glanced at him, his brow furrowing slightly.
'[Certified 5-star Martial Artist]'
The courier had just said on the phone...
...that he'd be waiting at the bus stop, wearing all black.
'It can't be him, can it?'
'Has the delivery business gotten this competitive? Even 5-star Martial Artists are joining the industry?'
"Excuse me, are you the courier...?"
Lin Yi approached and asked with a polite smile.
As he spoke, the man turned and sized Lin Yi up for a few moments. "You're Lin Yi?"
"Yes, that's me!"
Lin Yi nodded. Everything matched.
The man took a long drag from his cigarette, then turned and grabbed a black leather bag from his motorcycle.
