Su Chen dropped Teng Liang off at the Judicial Court but didn't head back himself. Instead, he took a hovercar to the Purple Gold Flower Capital. After parking, he looked up. The place was as resplendent as ever.
This was the very place where Zhu Xuan had once hosted a grand banquet, flushed with success and ambition. Now, the grass on his grave was likely overgrown.
In a private room on an upper floor, Su Chen pushed open the door to find quite a few people already waiting. Some were strangers, looking apprehensive, while others were very familiar.
"Brother Su, you're finally here," said Du Yu. He had since been promoted to patrol squad leader in the Inspectorate and now came forward to greet him.
"Brother Su..." Jiang Xi, who stood beside him, called out. Now a junior logistics supervisor at the Craftsmanship Department, he seemed much more mature and composed, his eyes filled with gratitude.
