The night had deepened when a sea breeze suddenly made landfall on Taiwan, unleashing violent winds and torrential rain.
In the outskirts of Taipei, within the Nanqinghong Headquarters, members responsible for standing guard and night patrol braved the downpour, facing the howling wind while steadfastly fulfilling their duties.
Raindrops the size of beans pelted their clothing, soaking through the fabric. The gusty wind that followed brought with it a piercing, bone-chilling cold.
In the face of all this, not one of the Nanqinghong members dared complain, nor did anyone dare leave their post without permission.
All of this was because they knew that the Southwest branch of Nanqinghong was facing a catastrophe, and with Lin Tianyi, the helmsman of Nanqinghong in a very foul mood—they were afraid of becoming his scapegoat, of being sent to Yama Palace by Lin Tianyi himself!
Because... Lin Tianyi had done such a thing before!
Lin Tianyi's mood was indeed very bad.
