Meanwhile, at the Shanghai airport, rows of black cars were neatly lined up, each guarded by stern-faced security personnel. At the center of this organized formation, a black Hongqi SUV stood prominently. The clock struck 18:00, and the October air carried a chill that Master Gu, standing outside, couldn't ignore. Despite the cold, he awaited something with teeth clenched.
Finally, at the airport exit, a procession of bodyguards approached. Master Gu's heart quickened with excitement. As the bodyguards halted, they split into two sections, unveiling a young man. His lips curved into an enigmatic arc, leaving observers unsure if it was a smile or something else.
