The sunlight in Heaven Dou City was a little dazzling. Tang Wulin stood on the bustling platform, but his heart felt heavy. Although he had successfully rescued the passengers, he felt no joy at all. He had never imagined those criminals could be so cunning. Besides the nine who had been subdued, there had actually been a tenth—a middle-aged man who had hidden among the hostages, looking utterly ordinary, and quietly vanished amid the chaos.
"Wulin, we owe you so much this time." Train Conductor Mo Lan stood beside him, a simple bandage wrapped around her shoulder where a stray bullet had grazed her. It was nothing serious. By now, news of her bravery in confronting the criminals had spread throughout Heaven Dou City, making her a household hero.
City Hall had even arranged a grand commendation ceremony to present an award to the young hero. But Tang Wulin was preoccupied with his assessment task. How could he spare the time? He casually offered the excuse that he "needed to hurry back to cultivate," hastily said goodbye to Mo Lan, and made himself scarce.
This infuriated Mo Lan's father—a councilor with considerable authority in Heaven Dou City. He had come expressly to thank the young hero who had saved his daughter, only to miss him entirely. Looking at the empty platform, his expression was so dark it seemed ready to drip water.
"That child is far too thoughtless! He ran off before he even heard our thanks!" the councilor said indignantly.
Just then, an ice-blue figure appeared before them like a ghost. The man exuded an icy austerity, his long ice-blue hair stirring gently in the wind. It was Wu Changkong of Shrek Academy.
"Tang Wulin left?" Wu Changkong's voice was cold, seemingly devoid of Emotions.
Mo Lan's father froze,