Wen Changling hid behind Xie Shang, only able to see half of the man's face, his jaw covered in red and black tattoos.
Xie Shang was polite and attentive, "Thank you for your trouble."
"You're welcome."
The men and their companions left, heading to the classroom to wrap things up.
Xie Shang took Wen Changling away, and before they left, she picked up the handkerchief that Xie Shang had discarded and took it with them.
The car drove out of the school.
Wang Xiaowei stood beside the classroom window, watching the distant car wheels, "Brother Xiang, what on earth does Mr. Xie mean? Couldn't he just find a pretext to send the person in, instead of making such a fuss? Is he fishing for big fish with long line? Yet for someone like Zeng Zhili, is there a need for such a lengthy setup?" Wang Xiaowei rotated his head, which he thought to be slightly clever, rapidly.
Brother Xiang swiftly packed the person on the ground into a burlap sack, "Do your job, don't ask what you shouldn't."
