The Xiao family dispatched a small yacht to send off Yang Gang, including Yang Gang, the driver, and the escort team, there were more than ten people in total.
Yang Gang stood in front of the glass wall of the yacht's cabin, looking at the slowly receding Crow Feather Island.
He seemed to suddenly remember something and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.
There are some people, when they are by your side, you hardly realize how important they are. It's only after you lose them that you realize how important that person was to you.
Humans are such foolish creatures; even though they know this truth, they still allow this pain to recur, again and again.
"Xiaorou...am I really going to lose you this time?"
Yang Gang clutched his chest and was surprisingly found that the pain in his heart was more intense than he had imagined.
"Mr. Yang, didn't Miss Shen Jing come with you?" At this moment, a member of the Crow Feather Island guards escorting Yang Gang to Sydney suddenly asked.
