C309 A Cold War

Sitting in the car, Yih Qianbo didn't start the engine for a long time. His mind kept replaying Gu Zhijian's words.

"Do you recognize this Mian?"

"The Wen Mian I know..." Yih Qianbo murmured to himself.

The Wen Mian Gu Zhijian spoke of was someone he had never encountered.

The Wen Mian he knew was the one he met at a nightclub