'I'm about to see that guy again,' Yang Lian'Er thought. 'I just ate so much... I hope he doesn't notice.'
While Yang Lian'Er was agonizing over having an extra meal of barbecue, aboard the massive ship, Wu Liangchen gazed at the approaching city in the distance, his heart filled with a similar sense of emotion.
This trip to the East Sea had been completely successful, with one exception: he hadn't found Huang Longhai, whom Chen Baimei had said was seeking refuge there.
Not only had he executed the main culprit indirectly responsible for Erya's father's death, but he had also crushed the Vajra Institute's conspiracy and obtained a large cache of supplies.
Although all of this had happened in less than a month, returning to Huangpu Guard now felt like an eternity had passed.
Soon, the pier was in sight, and he could vaguely make out a large crowd gathered there.
When the crowd saw Wu Liangchen standing at the bow of the great ship, they erupted in fervent cheers.
