Jinling, midnight.
In the silent office, the white-haired middle-aged man silently drank his tea as he watched the rain outside.
Hasty knocking came from outside the door. Soon, a drenched youth walked in, glaring at him. "Director Meng, what's the deal with the Philosopher's Stone recovery mission? Wasn't it agreed that I would go?"
"You don't need to worry about this matter anymore, Little Hai," Director Meng answered. "Someone else has taken over."
"Just because of that? What the hell is that KP!?"
The Sublimator named Inner Ocean widened his eyes. "The area over the Open Ocean has already shown signs of border effect! If we're not careful, the agents sent for recovery this time might be completely wiped out."
