A van drove through the pouring rain, with Han Fei's acquaintance, a male waiter, sitting at the driver's seat. He was driving attentively, glancing at Han Fei occasionally through the rear-view mirror.
Having been around the block for more than a decade, the waiter had seen all sorts of people, but he had never encountered someone as unique as Han Fei.
When in uniform, he appeared knowledgeable and refined; but in Brother Snake's coat, he turned venomous and ruthless, especially with those Ghost Patterns on him that suffocated just by being looked at.
"Just focus on driving."
With his fingers tapping the window frame, Han Fei was resting with his eyes closed.
"Yes, yes." The waiter momentarily averted his gaze but inevitably kept peeking at the rear-view mirror.
