In the afternoon, at No. 1 High School.
It was the hottest time of the year. The sun's glare was scorching as everyone tried to find some shade to hide under. Even the pavements were sizzling from the heat.
Yao Tang stood by the tree, shrouded under the dense foliage. Her arms were crossed as she waited for her ride. It wasn't even this hot in the mountains.
She had just called a taxi, which was about ten meters away from her. Glancing at the road, however, she assumed it'd take the taxi another ten minutes just to get where she was at.
She was too busy staring across the street that she failed to see another car cruising through the intersection.
It was a black Bentley. It drove towards the main gate of No. 1 High School, unaware of the fuzz it had caused by its presence.
While no one could see the passenger, anyone would be able to tell that the owner of the vehicle was no ordinary man.
