Jiang Jinsang stood in the corridor and turned his head, carefully confirming the approaching person.
He wore a simple long shirt and black trousers, his skin a pale white beyond the usual, nobility embedded in his bones. He had an air devoid of mundanity, which is why people in Beijing described him as eerie.
Standing there, he appeared detached and indifferent, his expression reaching the pinnacle of aloofness.
"Mr. Qi, let me introduce you, this person is..." Tang Wan hadn't finished speaking when Qi Zeyan took a step forward, walking past Jiang Jinsang.
In fact, both men were about the same height, but Jiang Jinsang was standing on a step in the corridor, making him slightly taller, their eyes locked...
Indescribably bizarre!
Tang Wan blinked, what was this situation?
Two men, staring at each other like that?