The elevator descended to the sixth floor, and Gao Guang used the time it took to go down two floors to complete his observation.
Gao Guang was standing against the interior wall of the elevator, and the person who entered was facing the elevator doors, with Gao Guang behind him.
Well, that's how it'll have to be.
Gao Guang placed his hand on his waist, where his handgun was, but the man standing in front of him with his back turned still didn't make any moves. From the movement of his shoulders, the muscles on his neck, and the subtle body language of his arms, there was no sign of alertness or intention to act.
If this man were Ryan, he surely wouldn't be this relaxed.
Gao Guang removed his hand, and the person in front of him still didn't move.
Gao Guang looked down, observing the man's heels. The man was wearing leather shoes with very clean outer soles, devoid of any dust, which they would have had if he'd been to the rooftop.