Under Heaven, All Land is the King's - You Hit My People on My Land?

Something had happened?!

Shen Le sprang out of bed.

His hand slipped, sending his phone flying. He turned his head just in time. The phone bounced twice on the pillow before landing screen-down, muffled words spilling from it:

"Boss, get someone else to come save me—you absolutely mustn't come yourself—cough, cough, cough, cough, cough—"

The time!

The location!

What exactly happened?

Who was after you? A person or a monster?

Say something already!!!

At the very least, send me your location!

Shen Le scratched at the screen in the safety of his studio. But the sounds on the other end suddenly became chaotic—there were shouts, howls, and crashing noises. It sounded like complete pandemonium.

Shen Le frantically swiped at his phone, wanting to record the sounds from the other side and provide them to the Special Affairs Bureau as a lead. But before he could find the record button, there was a sharp snap, and the call had already disconnected—

So what the hell happened?

Shen Le sighed and could only call Gu Yulin. Half an hour later, Gu Yulin called back.

He opened with a sigh:

"That Mr. You—did he fly straight out? Without passing through customs or leaving by normal channels?"

"P-Probably?"

Shen Le had no confidence at all. Putting himself in the other man's shoes, if he had a pair of wings, he might have spread them and flown away too. Flying out was so much faster!

So much more convenient!

Applying for a passport, applying for a visa, lining up to clear customs—clearly a flying creature, yet he still had to squeeze into an airplane cabin and endure hours of turbulence.

And after landing, he might even get extorted by the customs officers on the other side. Something like refusing to let him through unless he