Yang Fan finally returned to Struwa, the long-missed place, still so familiar.
These past few days, Shi Qinghua had been on edge, constantly following the events over there. Now that everything had settled, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Brother Hua, I should return to the country now. There's one last traitor left; it's time to completely resolve everything."
Yang Fan's return was something Shi Qinghua had anticipated for some time: "You can go back without worry; the matters here don't need your concern."
"What I'm worried about is the FBI's matter, but you are experienced enough to handle it. They don't know Kevin Clark is dead, nor do they know who did it."
"With Kevin Clark dead, the FBI will probably lay low for a while, there won't be any issues."
"Alright, then I'll leave tomorrow."
"I can't be of much help when you return to the country; I can only say, safe travels."
Yang Fan laughed heartily at Shi Qinghua: "That's more than enough."
