Ethan Bo walked to the balcony at the end of the corridor, pushed the door open, and looked at the north-south street outside.
During the evening rush hour in the city, vehicles of all sizes are stuck in traffic, and the sound of horns drifting in the wind is irritating just to hear.
After a while, Connor Tang came in, put his hands behind his back and closed the door, making a slight noise.
Ethan Bo turned around, leaned his back against the carved railing, and stood with his long legs crossed: "Do you know why I called you out?"
Connor Tang didn't say anything. Although he was the one being scolded, his attitude was not submissive.
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