"Hello."
Bryant's voice carried a certain natural charm.
Yang Ming looked at the delicate jade hand stretched out in front of him, his expression slightly uneasy, but he expertly extended his hand and lightly clasped it.
"Hello, beautiful lady."
Bryant's eyes held a hint of a smile as he withdrew his hand and calmly placed it behind his back.
He spoke softly, "I have long heard of your reputation."
"You flatter me," Yang Ming chuckled, "I'm just an unemployed drifter; what reputation is there to speak of... My home isn't quite suitable, there's a nearby drinking place with a nice atmosphere. I wonder if I might have the honor of inviting you for a drink."
"Of course," Bryant gracefully made a gesture of invitation.
Yang Ming did not decline and took the lead, walking ahead of Bryant and giving Mo Ge a wink.
Mo Ge got the message and returned to the police car.
His task was now complete.
