Han Jing would have wanted to pretend that he didn't have an idea on who it was who called him—but he reluctantly turned around and waved. "Hey, Bo Lifen what's up?"
Nobody else would have called out to him so energetically except her. His former senior in university and club member was out of her work clothes and in sports wear. The woman wore a white shirt, black shorts and sneakers. One could even see that she had an earpiece plugged in her ear thanks to her hair up in a ponytail.
But it was still weird to see her out. It was a Saturday, didn't she have work?
The older woman's gaze however wasn't at him, but at the Demon Lord behind him. There was a frown on her face, the initial smile fading away. "My bad, I didn't think that you would be out with someone. I'm Bo Lifen, a pleasure to meet you miss…?"
