And at that moment,
when countless people truly saw his stern figure walking step by step out of the underground base, already scorched beyond recognition by nuclear contamination, and toward the surface,
everyone remained silent and solemn,
offering even
the highest reverence.
It was the only thing they could do.
When Su Wen saw the actions of those around him, not a trace of contempt or disdain appeared on his face.
On the contrary, he merely stood there with utmost solemnity, like a knight stepping out of an ancient painting, and gently placed his right fist over his chest.
In the most dignified and profound manner, he offered equal respect to everyone present.
Then,
under the interwoven night and lights, the handsome scholar put on a well-tailored deep-black trench coat with Yulis's assistance.
With incomparable flair, he stepped into the luxury vehicle from Grand Duke Christopher's convoy—the extended executive version of the "AURUS SENAT."
The sedan's lines were sleek and elegant, like a cheetah poised to pounce, ready to race through the night at any moment.
In the silence,
all of Christopher's personnel completed their withdrawal.
Then, as the doors slowly closed and the engine roared to life, the sedan thundered away into the distance. The faint radiance spilling around it gradually faded into the night, as though all the clamor and turmoil had quieted along with it.
Immediately afterward,
the crisis warning sirens that had once echoed through the heavens and shaken all of Moscow finally fell silent.
Only then did many people seem to understand something through their fear:
the end of the alarms did not merely mean the crisis had been resolved. It also meant that they had finally survived!
They embraced one another and even wept tears of joy.
But compared to these ordinary people who