The Eastern Sea's Future Power Shift

Yang Wenqing had just stepped out of the grand theater's main entrance when Yang Zhong, who had been waiting for some time, came forward and led him to a Flying Shuttle beside the Landing Pad ahead. Yang Yuan was waiting by the shuttle and immediately opened the door when he saw him approach.

Lan Ying crouched on his shoulder, her tiny head slightly raised, her sapphire-blue eyes gleaming with a warm luster beneath the lights.

Just then, a violent gust carrying winter's chill swept over them. It was the fierce wind unique to coastal cities in winter. Yang Wenqing looked up in the direction it came from, and just as he was about to board the Flying Shuttle, the Communication Formation in his badge emitted a pulse of spiritual energy.

He raised a hand to activate the communication. Shen Wenyuan's voice came through. "Director Yang, it's me. You're finished, right?"

"Yes, I'm about to head back to the Redstone Archipelago. I still have a mountain of work on my hands!"

"Work never ends. I've prepared a private room here at the Provincial Police Department Reception Center. Come have a drink with me. What do you say?"

"No problem!"

"Good. I've already had my secretary notify yours of the room's location. Just come straight over."

"Alright!"

After ending the call, a smile appeared on Yang Wenqing's face. Then another communication came through. This time, Jin Ming's voice sounded after he accepted it. "Director Yang, are you done? I heard you just left the grand theater."

Yang Wenqing laughed and cursed, "You brat, spying on your superior's whereabouts? I'll slap you with a charge of utter disregard for law and discipline and lock you in prison for ten days or half a month."

Jin Ming immediately cried injustice. "It was a coincidence,