Early summer, Bai Town.
A black car drove into the downtown area, took a turn, and headed straight towards Phoenix Fair on the west side. Despite its government-issued license plate, there was nothing conspicuous about the car. The driver, however, had a familiar face. It was none other than Zhang Hongru, the liaison commissioner himself.
Needless to say, the passenger in the back seat could only be Gu Yu.
He left for Tianzhu Mountain in April and did not return until the end of May. The job took him as long as forty days. Being as thorough a person as Zhang Hongru was, adding to the fact that he was led to know of Gu Yu's great contribution in Tianzhu, Zhang dared not take the fellow lightly and came to pick Gu Yu up himself.
The car threaded through the old town, passing dusty, dilapidated buildings and the normal happy people whose hearts were numbed by all the failed struggles.
"Hm?"
