The doors of the Red and Green Train had yet to open, and the Liu Clan's employees were gathered on the platform.
"What a coincidence."
A familiar voice drew Lin Qi's gaze, as well as the attention of most of the company's employees.
Liu Xuan, the company's highest-ranking public figure—or, one might say, its public-facing heir.
She had put herself on the line, becoming a target to trade for a sliver of hope for the Liu Clan.
If not for Lin Qi's interference, Liu Xuan might not have been standing here today.
"What a coincidence," Lin Qi nodded.
As usual, the two didn't exchange many words.
It was as if yesterday had never happened—as if Liu Xuan had never given Lin Qi special instructions, and Lin Qi had never risked hunting down the mercenaries arranged by the Si Clan.
Opening his Spiritual Vision, Lin Qi saw that Liu Li wasn't on the platform. She was already inside the train, and seated next to her was a formidable individual whose body was over 85% prosthetic.
