The two of them saw Ye Jian too. They looked at each other, and the smile on their faces slowly disappeared. Ye Jian, who had already changed into casual clothes, walked toward them quickly. They strode toward Ye Jian as well.
Just like before, the two of them suddenly walked very quickly. The plainclothes officers immediately looked over and quickly looked away.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting." White Crane reached out and took Ye Jian's luggage. Weaver, who was a step slower, gritted his teeth. He reached out his hand.
"Long time no see."
Weaver reached out his hand and shook Ye Jian's hand. "Did you wait until you wanted to flare up? Don't stand on ceremony. Just vent your anger. Our skin is thick, and we can take it."
Because they were familiar with each other, there was no sense of restraint. Even when they spoke, they were much more casual. They were not as distant as when they first met.
