Sea Cloud Sky (Part 1)

The "drunken" business elite braced himself against the VIP seats and shuffled over step by step. His unsteady gait and exceptionally bright eyes were utterly unlike normal drunkenness, yet they somehow formed a strange harmony with the other anomaly here, setting both of them apart from everyone else who was relatively normal.

It was precisely this situation that made the nagging complaints spilling from Yuchuan Yingjie much easier to understand.

A clever man like Maeda Vice-Minister instinctively detected the uneasy, conflicting elements within them, but his shrimp-like body could not revert anytime soon. He remained frozen there in acute embarrassment.

Worse still, because Yuchuan Yingjie and the others were seated in the middle of first class, this "drunk" had to pass by some uninvolved people to reach them, including Maekawa Vice-Minister.

Before Maekawa Vice-Minister had time to think further, the "drunk" had already passed him and said:

"Excuse me."

A strangely dry, scorching-hot palm pressed against the former vice-minister's scalp, borrowing a little leverage before continuing onward. Maekawa Vice-Minister went from a bent shrimp to thoroughly boiled shrimp meat, collapsing to his knees on the floor, unconscious.

Maekawa Vice-Minister's sudden collapse did not immediately cause panic among the surrounding passengers. As these two extraordinary individuals gradually drew closer, any bizarre occurrence somehow seemed only natural.

Besides, the "drunk" was still speaking, drawing most of their attention. "I have failed at my duties. The faithful are few, and Ability Users are even scarcer. Losing even one is a loss. Your drawing firewood from under the pot was very well done, but it has also given me a difficult problem."

His tone and wording were utterly unremarkable; only the content required some thought. Yet even someone suffering from cerebral ischemia could understand by now that another big shot had arrived.

Yuchuan Yingjie