Staring at the skeleton's eyes for a few seconds, Marcus Shaw opened the WeChat message and replied—
[XN]: Arrived.
The next second, he heard the phone ding from the person opposite and then saw them lower their head to start replying.
Marcus Shaw: "..."
In no time, Marcus's phone vibrated again. He blinked, looked down, and saw a line of text—
[SJY]: Where are you?
Marcus sighed softly, put his phone on the table, lifted his eyelids, and saw Miguel Smith looking around. Marcus paused, curled his fingers, knocked on the table, "Here."
With his mind elsewhere, Miguel heard the voice and glanced at Marcus, asking, "Is your friend here too?"
"..."
Marcus looked at him silently, his gaze coldly clear, feeling a bit of an impulse to get up and leave right away.
