As Wang Yiyang was about to leave, a voice suddenly stopped him.
"Playing games with your girlfriend? You certainly seem to have plenty of free time."
A tall, slender man approached from the right. Smiling, he came to stand beside Wang Yiyang and took hold of the game controller.
He fed in a coin, too, and started playing without much purpose.
"Who are you?" Wang Yiyang was sure he didn't know the man.
The man looked at least thirty. His hair was thinning—or, more accurately, his hairline had receded considerably.
He wore a long gray trench coat over a black shirt and silver-gray trousers.
His features were unremarkable, but he carried himself with the faint air of someone accustomed to being in a position of power.
"Kenneth Feihar. I'm the head of the Federal Security Bureau liaison group," the man said quietly, introducing himself.
The Federal Security Bureau? Wasn't that the National Security Bureau?
Wang Yiyang's heart tightened. He had expected the Federation's security agencies to get in touch with him eventually, but he hadn't thought it would happen now.
"What does the Security Bureau want with me? I'm a law-abiding citizen. It's not right to interrupt an ordinary citizen's day like this." He kept working the character through an attack as he answered in a low voice.
"You're law-abiding? Heh." Kennet's lips curled into a cold smile. "Minister Wang, we haven't pursued you over what you've done. That doesn't mean we can't.
"Make sure you understand that.
"We've left you alone out of generosity. Don't take that generosity for granted."
Wang Yiyang's expression didn't change, as if he hadn't understood the faint provocation in those words.
"I'm just an ordinary man who wants to live in peace. I have no idea what you mean."
He didn't want to get