Shengtian, in a hotel.
Xue Zhao only just arrived from the airport and was unpacking in his room. He was accompanied by another man slightly younger, who was giving Xue Zhao a hand while saying, "Brother, I've sorted it all out. The man will be here in a minute."
"You were all hyped up about him over the phone. Exactly how solid is this guy?" he asked.
"Tsk, are you actually doubting me? These things usually annoy me more than anything else, but this man is the real deal. When we met for the first time the other day, before I said anything, the fellow started shooting the breeze all by himself and he was scarily accurate."
"Haha, he has probably ferreted your entire family background out beforehand and was just playing tricks on ya." Laughed Xue Zhao.
"It's nothing like that. I was very fortunate even to meet him in the first place…"
