Chen Feng, with Zhu Qian'er by his side, shared an umbrella as he led the way along the sea embankment of East Sea City. The wild wind raged with such force that it made it difficult for people to even stand stable.
Following Chen Feng were not only Chen Shixun but also Zhang Yashan and others. This protective sea embankment served as the last barrier for East Sea City, having shielded it from countless typhoons and giant waves, achieving numerous merits over time.
"Chen Feng, do you think this sea embankment can withstand the impact of a tsunami?" Chen Shixun's eyes were filled with worry.
Even more worried than Chen Shixun was Zhang Yashan. Below the sea embankment lay the new economic development zone of East Sea City. Should the embankment fail to withstand the tsunami's assault, this development zone—which had cost East Sea City's government years of effort and continuous investment of hundreds of billions—would cease to exist, a situation no one wished to see.
