The car slowly traveled along the clean cement avenue, its shadow fleeting, leaving behind a swath of drifting fallen leaves that danced wildly with the chilling autumn breeze.
Only the sound of a steady 'screech' of brakes could be heard, and the car had already precisely stopped at the temporary parking spot ahead.
The New Year was fast approaching, and the Anshan Sanatorium was quite lively, with festive red lanterns already hung on both rows of trees at the entrance.
Shu Yimo got out of the car and said to Wang, the driver, and two black-clothed bodyguards nearby, "I'll go up on my own, you guys just wait for me here."
Wang the driver nodded, but the two bodyguards exchanged glances and ended up following him anyway.
Long Chengyu had personally instructed them to ensure Shu Yimo's security; they dared not neglect their duty.
Shu Yimo felt somewhat helpless about this, but he had no choice but to let them come along.
