A new day dawned, and the fervor surrounding the human trafficking case showed no signs of waning, with many media outlets still closely following the story.
Sunrise Pier, a ferry terminal.
But today, a luxurious yacht stood moored there, four stories high and over a hundred meters long, resembling a movable palace. Pure white in color, it exuded an air of elegance, bathed in a rosy glow from the rising sun that reflected off the undulating azure waves.
"Police Chief Aoyama, how do you like it? This is my 'Freedom'." Cui Guiwen, supported by Tangong Huizi, pointed proudly at the yacht.
Aoyama Xiu Xin corrected him, "Chairman Cui, let's be precise in our language. It's now my 'Freedom'."
Cui Guiwen's smile stiffened abruptly, his lips quivering a few times before falling silent, wordless. His heart ached!
"Let's take a look inside, shall we? Chairman, please show Mr. Aoyama around," Tangong Huizi said with a beaming smile.
Aoyama Xiu Xin strode confidently up onto the yacht.
