In New York, U.S., at a nondescript place called "Little Corner Mountain," a Huaxia man rode a motorcycle, quite stylishly, into the area in the middle of the night. Around this mountainous region, there was no light and no pedestrians; only small mounds could be seen all around. The only audible sound was the booming noise of the motorcycle engine. This Huaxia man, who was swiftly riding the motorcycle with a cigarette hanging from his mouth—not a very expensive one, just an ordinary Red River brand from Huaxia—was Ye Tianchen.