After a long while, there was only Zeng Jun left in the room. He stood by the window to smoke. On the ground was the cleaned-up board.
"Sir, Mr. Lin is gone. He wanted me to let you know," the housekeeper knocked to come in and said to Zeng Jun who was by the window.
Not getting a reply from Zeng Jun, the housekeeper closed the door and left.
Zeng Jun took a puff of his cigarette and stared at the slim figure vanishing through the window. His mind was replaying what she just said.
