The noise in the internet cafe rose, and the smell of smoke was choking.
A middle-aged man in his fifties, with streaks of white in his hair, coughed as he walked out of the internet cafe, just about to fish a cigarette out of his pocket, when he suddenly saw a car parked ahead.
As he stepped out, the car window rolled down, and the driver, Lu Zhao, looked at him expressionlessly.
Chu Shangdong recognized this person. He had happened to see him on the day he was released from prison, conversing with some managers, seeming to be a person with some standing and not easy to approach. At that moment, when this person noticed him ready to leave prison with bags in hand, his gaze suddenly shifted inexplicably towards him. Although Shangdong didn't know him back then, he could sense the sharpness in the gaze was directed at him.
