"It's simple for us, but extremely difficult for others," Zheng Xia said. "The fee is quite reasonable. We are actually offering a transparent and affordable price."
"I understand." Yu Hong walked to the window of the room, looking out.
Below was a square swimming pool, where a few young men and women in swimwear were sitting, seemingly the younger members of the owner's family.
The sea breeze was blowing, the temperature was warming up, it must be around twenty degrees.
Suddenly, Yu Hong recognized someone sitting by the pool, someone who looked familiar.
On closer inspection, it was Song Siyu whom he had encountered on Huangsong Island. He recognized her, but this time she did not recognize him.
Because his appearance had changed quite a bit, dressed in a white Daoist robe, hair cascading over his shoulders, most of his muscular physique concealed, his temperament had shifted from that of a fitness coach to a slightly conspicuous, sturdy Taoist.
