Finally,
Yi Lin stopped in his steps when he was merely ten meters away from Zhao Yulong and his son. The three stood at the entrance of "Dreamstone Limited," surrounded by a circle of soldiers. Above them, the spotlight from an armed helicopter lit up the area as bright as day.
It seemed as if Yi Lin was encircled by the Special Group.
However, the calmness on his face and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth made it look as if it wasn't him being surrounded, but rather he was the one enclosing everyone else.
Revisiting old places, reuniting with old acquaintances, yet everything had changed.
This was Yi Lin's return to this prosperous city, months after he killed Emperor Zhucong and fled from the Capital in an embarrassing state.
The Zhao father and son did not speak.
