So that evening, Chen Feng and the others feasted on a luxurious meal on the ship.
Subsequently, their accommodations were all upgraded, moving them into the presidential suite on the very top level of the cruise ship, a place not usually open for guests.
Two days later, the cruise ship arrived at a port in the central region of Japan.
"Mr. Chen, Miss Jiang, Miss Akagi, I can only take you this far, as the ship will soon set sail again," Yang Qinhu said respectfully as he personally escorted the three to the dock.
"Mm, thanks."
Chen Feng nodded.
"It is my honor," Yang Qinhu said, overjoyed. Knowing that Chen Feng thanked him meant that he was no longer hold grudges for past offenses, and that he was finally safe.
After Yang Qinhu left, the trio walked along the dock and not far, they were met by a convoy of black Nissan vehicles that stopped directly in front of them. Then, men dressed in black suits and ties, all robust, alighted from the vehicles.
