The bustling airport terminal is crowded with people.
Li Weize wiped his forehead, clutching his ID card tightly in hand as he looked around anxiously.
A man carrying a briefcase and engrossed in his phone took a sharp turn and bumped right into Li Weize, who had stopped in his tracks.
He stumbled, almost falling over.
The man glanced at him, examined his school uniform up and down, then nonschalantly looked away.
Just as he was about to bypass Li Weize and continue walking, he was suddenly grabbed by the arm.
"You ran into someone, apologize."
The man turned his head, only to find a young girl holding him. He immediately tugged his arm free.
"Who are you? Mind your own business."
Su Junxin removed her sunglasses and let her gaze slide over the badge pinned on his chest.
"China Archaeology Symposium?"
The man instinctively shielded his badge and eyed her cautiously, "Who are you?"
