Shen Bojun's arrival at the training set was unannounced, yet it caused a subtle stir all the same.
He did not come with an entourage, nor did he make any effort to draw attention to himself. Dressed casually, posture relaxed, he looked more like someone dropping by out of personal interest than an investor inspecting a project. Shen Xiyu followed a step behind him, hands in his pockets, expression easy and unassuming, very much the picture of someone who had tagged along rather than someone with a purpose.
What surprised most people was not Shen Bojun's presence itself, but the way Wen Shaoheng greeted him.
There was no formality. No deliberate distance.
The moment Wen Shaoheng spotted him, his expression shifted, sharp professionalism giving way to something far more familiar. He walked over without hesitation and clapped Shen Bojun on the shoulder.
