A Tight Spot

It was a very obsequious face with slight doubt, panic, and fear. With brown hair and eyebrows, black eyes, and a puffy face with a few obvious moles on it, it was a face he had never seen before.

Tang Long sized up the face quietly while doubt filled his mind. Why did he unconsciously call the Drifter back? Why did the Drifter's back look so familiar when he turned around?

It should not have happened. Because of his Precise Instinct, Tang Long's memory was remarkable. Even though his brain always unintentionally suppressed the memories deeply to prevent itself from imploding from a large amount of information, some useless information might pop up here and there once in a while like a stranger's face that he had walked past and the features on the face or whatnot.

Maybe it was that useless information in his brain playing tricks on him again. That was probably the reason why he found the Drifter familiar.