Zitao stood outside with his arms crossed, staring out into the forest. His foot was tapping impatiently as he waited for his party to arrive. He was about to turn around and drag Max and Jean out himself. Yet just as that thought crossed his mind, the two came running his way. Jean opened his mouth, probably to shout something, but Max quickly covered his mouth and pulled him over.
"We're supposed to be quiet, dumbass," Max whispered as soon as they were standing next to Zitao. His pink hair was very visible in the dark of the night. "His mother isn't supposed to know."
"Well, s o r r y," Jean said sarcastically, dragging out his words.. Zitao let out an annoyed sigh before glancing at the door as his two guards, Xiao and Mingshu, came walking out.
Xiao had blonde hair with black highlights shining through. He was on the shorter side, but had the body of a martial artist with defined muscle poking through his clothes. He had a warm and welcoming air to him.
