Xiao Yi had not expected to run into Li Ziming at the entrance of the library. As he saw Li Ziming approaching, a bitter smile involuntarily surfaced at the corner of his mouth. He helplessly shook his head, once again experiencing the adage that foes are often encountered on narrow roads.
However, he naturally didn't take such a minor character seriously, and it was out of the question for him to avoid Li Ziming. After a slight shake of his head, he continued to walk toward his destination.
Li Ziming too had not expected to bump into Xiao Yi at the library entrance. Generally speaking, he seldom visited the library. This kind of place, quiet and suitable for reading, wasn't really his scene. He had never had much of a talent for academics, and from childhood, he had focused more on his knack for playing clever tricks, devising schemes, and practicing martial arts.
But he had no choice—today, that person had asked to meet him here, so he had to come.
