Early the next morning, Lixiang took a flight to Beijing.
Just as he stepped out of the arrival hall, he saw two burly, stern-faced men standing there. Within a radius of one meter around them, both travelers and security guards gave them a wide berth. The two men wore terrifyingly chilling expressions, especially the narrow-eyed youth. His gaze seemed capable of piercing right through a person's bones; it was as sharp as the flash of a blade, sending a creeping chill straight from the soles of people's feet up into their hearts. The most comical sight was a few police officers standing not far away, watching the two men with utmost vigilance.
"Parting—haha, no, I should call you Lixiang." The square-faced, resolute-looking man immediately called out as he saw Lixiang walking down with his luggage.
Chapter 164