290 spears cut through the wind and waves, holding a pen to test the edge_3

Seeing no sign of Bai Lian, Dean Jian grew impatient and decided to return to Chang'an District with Jian Zhe, heading straight to Shanhai Apartment to wait for Bai Lian, after all...

The guzheng, the long spear, the Liang-style calligraphy.

Dean Jian reflected on the past events.

Even the old Mr. Chen did not wait any longer.

Together, the two of them exited the main entrance.

Outside.

The Jian family had been on stakeout for Dean Jian since yesterday, but when Dean Jian came by yesterday, surrounded by a swarm of security guards and reporters, they were kept beyond the security line, unable to speak to Dean Jian for the entire day.

They had come early in the morning today to stake out again.

Upon catching sight of Dean Jian from afar, Jian Zhonghai hurried excitedly in that direction.

Yet, he was still stopped by the security on site, "Old sir, please do not cross the security line."