Wearing a face mask and keeping a low profile, Lin Feng moved through the crowd carrying an exquisite insulated food jar. He originally intended to enter the building directly, but caught sight of a familiar figure in the crowd.
It was a young man wearing a washed-out white shirt and jeans. He was thin and looked somewhat nervous, but his gaze was exceptionally firm.
Standing at the very back of the line with beads of sweat covering his forehead, he still stood ramrod straight. It was Hu Anping.
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