The man in the lead was burly and had only one arm.
His mechanical arm, glinting coldly in the sunset, was particularly striking.
Lei Zhen, the director of Golden Ears Farm.
Beside him was a chubby, middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
He held an electronic data slate, his face plastered with the shrewd smile of a businessman.
The vice-director, Zhou Ping.
"Ah, our heroes! You've all worked so hard, so hard!"
Zhou Ping's voice arrived before he did.
He trotted over, enthusiastically directing the ground crew to hand out towels and chilled Spirit Plant drinks.
Lei Zhen, however, wasn't one for pleasantries.
His eyes swept quickly over the group, finally landing on Han Feng.
He completely ignored Gu Yun, who was still striking a pose nearby.
Gu Yun had been hoping to show off his aircraft's paint job.
With heavy strides, Lei Zhen walked straight up to Han Feng.
"That Burrowing Rock Lizard, you're the one who took it down?"
Lei Zhen's voice was hoarse and grating.
