The Supermodified people were in the corner at the U-shaped sofa. As soon as Yang Ming made his appearance, several glances immediately shot over to him. Bryant, who had changed into a loose-fitting long dress, quickly stood up and cast a warm smile toward Yang Ming.
"Here we meet again, my friend."
"Oh, this is," Yang Ming shrugged his shoulders, "a bit too soon."
"Come sit down, let me introduce you to a few colleagues."
Bryant sat elegantly with crossed hands on one side of the sofa, leaving plenty of space for Yang Ming.
As if worried that Yang Ming would be nervous, Bryant spoke softly:
"Actually, you can ignore them; they're just too bored and came along for some entertainment."
"You read that detective novel we discussed last time, right?"
"I've been catching up these past few days," Yang Ming admired, "I have to admire the author's incredible creativity; it's practically a crime encyclopedia."
