According to the agreed-upon location, he saw a middle-aged man sitting on a public bench, with several greedy little pigeons perching on his body.
"You look younger than I imagined, Mr. Benjamin," Brian approached and greeted the other.
Benjamin was a white man who appeared to be just over thirty, slightly on the thin side, not very tall, with a plain appearance. The only thing that might have been remarkable was the slight stoop in his back.
Yes, this guy seemed to have a hunchback.
Benjamin looked up, saw Brian, and with a tremble of his small hands, he shook the pigeons pecking at seeds from his hands.
He clapped his hands, stood up, and nodded at Brian, "I'm also pleased to meet you, NW's newly promoted Second-level Staff. You look even more handsome and spirited than in your profile photos."
"You also look very young," Brian said, making polite conversation.
Benjamin shook his head:
