Chapter 412 Professor Liu Is Already Dead
- In the main room, a crowd had formed a tight circle.
- At the center stood an elderly man with white hair. He looked sharp and full of life, a map in hand, tracing routes with his finger.
- His face was long and lean, his eyes bright and piercing, his beard stiff like steel bristles. One look and you’d peg him as a straight-laced, old-school scholar who played by the rules.