Honglu Martial Arts Gym.
In the spacious, luxurious office of the martial arts gym, the steady, square-faced Mr. Stone sat in his swivel chair, idly spinning a bottle of emerald-green nutrient solution in his hand. He casually asked, "From Leon Booth's description, it must be Andrew Han."
Across from him sat two middle-aged men.
The seated man had a thin face and prominent cheekbones, giving him a slightly shadowed look. He was none other than Louis Zheng, the martial artist who founded the gym.
The man standing was Leon Booth.
"Master, Mr. Stone."
Leon Booth looked aggrieved and said respectfully, "That Andrew Han is completely unreasonable. I was just carrying out an investigation when he beat me up so badly I blacked out on the spot."
Even after so many days, he was still indignant.
Louis Zheng, his thin face somber, coughed lightly. "Leon Booth, I just returned to Riverdale. Do you want me to go and get myself killed? Mr. Stone already said, Andrew Han is Miles Ning's disciple."
Leon Booth pursed his lips. "Yes, Master."