C175 The Anger Is Rushing to the Sky
Out on the open sea, a hundred kilometers away.
Inside the control room, every image was crisply displayed on the large screen before the onlookers.
Upon hearing the news of Little Guoer's death, a heavy silence descended upon the entire hall.
No one spoke; the air hung thick with solemnity, faces etched with severity, hearts plummeting into despair.
What Chiang Le might do in his rage
