The headlights illuminated a short stretch of the road, while the silhouettes of trees on both sides clawed at the air like jagged shadows, only to be left behind in an instant. As the car approached a bend, the driver slowed down. Not far ahead, a black German Mercedes sat stationary, resembling a beast lurking in the night.
The car carrying Shen Niantang came to a steady stop behind the Mercedes.
The sound of a car door opening startled the birds in the treetops, sending them fluttering away into the darkness. Fang Yuchen stepped out of the Mercedes; his leather shoes crunched softly against the gravel. He wore a crisp black suit, the collar slightly open to reveal a hint of shadow at his collarbone. The moonlight traced his silhouette, plating his profile in cold silver.
Chapter 113