The autumn wind carried a slight chill as the river water splashed against the banks.
Patrolmen lined both sides of the port, maintaining order and holding back the crowd. A mix of awe and curiosity converged on a single point—a well-built figure in a black trench coat, a black cat perched on his shoulder.
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone," Lu Chao said with a faint smile, shaking hands with Yue Zhenhong and the others one by one.
His current identity was Chen Tao. The corresponding documents and files had already been prepared for him, as was this welcoming reception.
"You're too polite, Special Commissioner Chen. You've traveled thousands of miles for the sake of the Alliance's affairs. You must be exhausted from the long journey," Councilor Zhang from the Political Affairs Department said, his face plastered with an ingratiating smile. He was clearly a smooth operator, adept at socializing. "We only waited for a short while. It was no trouble at all."
