The morning sun was not yet scorching, and the temperature was mild, making a two-piece suit just right for wear. Although it meant working outdoors, it felt rather comfortable.
Gao Guang walked towards the edge of the cliff and peered down. It wasn't particularly steep or high, at most about three or four stories tall. The bare rock face seemed climbable, but a fall would undoubtedly mean certain death.
Although there were supposed to be people below, Gao Guang looked and saw no one at the base of the cliff.
Grant also leaned over to look, before raising his head to glance at Gao Guang. He curled his lips, smiling enigmatically.
Mike stood beside Gao Guang and looked down too. After realizing that Mike was only a step away from him, Gao Guang instinctively stepped back and moved to the side, but Mike unconsciously moved closer to Gao Guang and said, "It's not that high."