Fang Yi, with a cigarette clutched between his lips, stood on the second floor, hands bracing the railing, watching those two men.
The two men walked into the lobby, first scanning the surroundings before looking up, both stealing a glance at Fang Yi. Then, pretending to be ordinary people, one man deliberately took out his phone and answered a call, going through the motions convincingly.
Fang Yi exhaled a cloud of smoke, then made his way down the winding staircase in the lobby. At the same time, the two men also feigned casually coming up from the lower floor.
As Fang Yi passed by the two men, he made no move. After they had parted ways, Fang Yi stopped, turned around, and watched them continue upstairs without daring to look back once.
Had they looked back even once, Fang Yi would have taken them both down immediately.
From beginning to end, the men did not look back.
