A crisp sound echoed, footsteps landed.
The black door of the armed escort vehicle was slowly pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a black suit, handcuffed, was escorted out by two burly white security guards.
His black hair, clearly unwashed for days, was somewhat disheveled, covering his forehead.
His once rosy complexion was now pale, his head slightly lowered throughout.
With just a glance, Chen Feng recognized this former high-ranking official of Chi Bo Energy.
He was also the target they had traveled thousands of miles to the Federation to capture.
Thud!
Thud, thud!!
Then, footsteps echoed.
It could be seen that Han Mingchuan was being escorted into the embassy.
One by one, military soldiers and the Chi General Guards looked coldly, standing on either side, watching him approach.
The sun at their backs elongated their shadows, layers of shadows arranged like a court's judgement piercing into an opponent's heart.
"The person has been brought, Mr. Li."
