At ten o'clock in the evening, the piercing sound of police sirens was still hanging over the city. The police cars were shuttling along the main road of Dalian, causing people's hearts to pound with fear.
In the Dalian Municipal Commission's Residential Area, in an apartment on the sixteenth floor of a newly built building.
Emperor Yanqing, as usual, played a game of chess alone. He calmly collected the valuable chess pieces.
After packing up the chess pieces, he, wearing only a thin nightgown, picked up a glass of red wine from the chessboard and walked over to the window.
The window was open, and Emperor Yanqing could faintly hear the police sirens echoing above the city.
At this moment, the irritating sound of the police sirens was as pleasing to him as heavenly music.
Like all officials, he enjoyed having power and the feeling of commanding the masses with a mere wave of his hand!
