However, Han Shan's current appearance also made it quite difficult for anyone to harbour other thoughts.
Ran Yan spoke in an even tone, "Mr. Sang, please take note."
Though her voice was not loud, it carried a kind of cold authority. This solemnity, even as Sang Chen's mind went blank, made him instinctively comply. He hastily took out the writing materials from a box beside him, opened his notebook, and prepared to record.
Ran Yan caught a glimpse of his actions from the corner of her eye and thought he wasn't too cowardly. She began, "The deceased was twenty years old, male, with a height of seven feet and three inches."
