In a corner of Shibuya, Tokyo, stood an unpretentious little inn. Tucked away in a narrow, quiet alley, its plain and dated exterior seemed entirely out of place amid the surrounding bustle.
The inn was a hub of constant coming and going, crowded with tourists who had come for the Tokyo International Film Festival, giving the place a rather noisy atmosphere.
On the second floor of this inn, inside a cramped, mildew-scented room lit by a dim yellow lamp, Qi Tongwei's resolute face was cast in shadow.
Chapter 150