Many scenarios can unfold when old acquaintances meet. Some may sigh with hugs, reminiscing the past, while others might throw cups, toss bowls, and hurl insults at each other with weapons in hand.
For the person who had just walked in, and for Bai Xiong and Chen Xiao, this particular moment was clearly of the latter type. However, due to identity restrictions or perhaps the uncertainty of the situation among various reasons, none of them made a move, which spared the newly renovated cafe from being torn apart in an embarrassing predicament.
Lin Fan stood at the entrance, his head slightly bowed, his gaze unabashedly shooting towards Bai Xiong and Chen Xiao.