Fang Qingyu was slightly stunned.
"Captain Lin?"
"Mm." Lin Kang responded, his gaze sweeping over Fang Qingyu, and then landed on Jiang Wei, who was just jumping off a high stool and walking over. "Come with me, I'll take you to grab a bite."
No explanation, no pleasantries.
After speaking, Lin Kang turned and led the way out, his steps steady.
Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei exchanged glances.
There was no ripple on Jiang Wei's small face; she simply silently crunched the last bit of her lollipop before jogging a couple of steps to catch up with Fang Qingyu.
Lin Kang didn't drive the Divine Management Bureau's iconic off-road assault vehicle.
Instead, he drove a somewhat worn but not old black civilian sedan, its engine hum deep.
The car drove out of the Divine Management Bureau's underground parking lot, merging into the nighttime traffic of Qingjian City.
Neon lights flickered, car headlights intertwined.
