Flick!
The lighter in Jin Longwen's hand lit up, searing the tip of his cigarette. As he took a drag from it, he let out a puff of smoke into the air. All the while, his pair of sharp eyes remained unmoved from the man sitting diagonally from him.
The foreigner was dressed in a formal attire with light blue shirt and navy suit. A plain black tie dangling loosely around his collar. He had his legs crossed and his hands were joined atop his lap. From time to time, he would fix the position of his eyeglasses.
Judging from his appearance, the stranger appeared to be a businessman or at least a man of status. He seemed to be waiting patiently for Jin Longwen to make his move but, although it wasn't obvious on the surface, the gaps between his fingers were already sweating bullets. His heart was beating loudly contradicting his placid expression.
