Qing Yu finished instructing the waiter and turned to Luo Yan, "When will Han Wenxin arrive?"
"Shortly, within two hours, or at most four hours. Let's wait."
"That long?" Qing Yu frowned slightly, "Can't you be more precise?"
Luo Yan shook his head, "This is the Divine Capital; we don't have enough people to watch him around the clock. Besides, Han Wenxin is not a simple man. His vigilance is not what you'd expect of an ordinary scholar. Even when dining out, he is unconsciously alert to the people around him."
"That is quite abnormal," Qing Yu nodded.
Such unconscious behavior could only be a result of ingraining a habit of vigilance deep into one's bones.
"I've had people tailing him for three days and couldn't find a single clue, not even a chance to probe him. He's watertight. This time, it's only because the rest days at the Academy are about to end that I—"
Qing Yu raised his hand, stopping Luo Yan's words with a vertical palm, "He's here."
