In this particular situation, Yang Chen could probably guess who Anxin was referring to. When he saw the individuals walking down from the two black Mercedes cars, he confirmed his suspicions.
First, a group of men in black suits stepped out, followed by two men, one older and one younger. The older man appeared to be in his fifties, with salt-and-pepper hair neatly combed back. His rugged face showed no signs of wrinkles, indicating that he took good care of himself and did not show much aging.
The younger man wore a white suit with a red tie. His spirited demeanor was accompanied by a sunny smile. He stood slightly behind the older man, displaying both closeness and respect for his elder.
"That's your father? He really took good care of himself. He might have been more handsome than me when he was younger. Your genes are indeed outstanding," Yang Chen pointed at the middle-aged man with a grim face.
