At Nancheng International Airport, a snow-white private plane slowly landed on the tarmac.
The second the plane came to a halt, dozens of men in black suddenly poured out of the surrounding area, forming two parallel lines outside the cabin, standing solemnly and respectfully.
The cabin opened, and two men in black came out stooped, then stood respectfully by the door.
This scene attracted the attention of a person who was unloading passengers on a passenger plane not far away. He looked over in surprise. The next second, he saw a pair of slender and straight legs appearing in his field of vision.
A delicate, beautiful and even somewhat feminine face appeared in the eye sockets. Before the man could be surprised, he looked into the man's cold eyes that seemed to be wrapped in thousands of miles of frost.
He actually had the illusion that his whole body was frozen and he couldn't move. What surprised him the most was that the eyes of this man who exuded a cold and intimidating aura were actually light gray.
The eyes of a feline suddenly appeared in his mind.
With murderous intent and no warmth, as long as their eyes meet, people always have the illusion that he will pounce on him and bite his neck off in the next second.
The man's whole body felt weak, and there was a chill on his back. He leaned on the armrest and moved his eyes away.
But the man who was paying attention to him raised his lips and smiled with a cold expression. He had such a beautiful face and such a warm smile, but it made people feel a chill from the bones.
The man quickly descended the ladder, his steps were graceful and calm, leaving a chill wherever he passed.
Even those well-trained men in black couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.
Fortunately, the man did not stay where he was for long. A low-key and luxurious black Bentley parked at the end of the crowd, and the man sat in the back seat expressionlessly.
Soon, the car started slowly and drove off the apron.
Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, and the nerves that were tense at the back of their heads also relaxed involuntarily.
The temperature inside the car was low, but the man sitting in the back seat closed his eyes and relaxed, even tapping his knees with his knuckles leisurely.
The young man sitting next to the man wearing gold-rimmed glasses raised his lips with a half-smile, "Boss, with such a big show today, I'm afraid the news has gotten to you."
This person is none other than Chu Feng.
The man still closed his eyes, looking completely resigned and indifferent.
Chu Feng has been with him for so many years, but he still can't figure out what this means?
Smiling, Chu Feng nodded with understanding, "However, Gu Baicheng's side... after hearing the news about your return to China, they seem to be willing to return with you in the next few days."
"Him?" The man sneered indifferently and opened his cold gray eyes, "There is no way in hell to break in."
"Not necessarily, right? Gu Baicheng has accumulated a lot of connections outside in the past few years. He has frequent contacts with the black forces in Country Y alone. Otherwise, there is no need for the elder to associate with such people." Chu Feng said.
The man curled his lips mockingly, "Oh, you are not overestimating your own capabilities."
Chu Feng was not sure what this man meant, but anyway, he had never looked down upon the elder's collusion with Gu Baicheng and others, so there was nothing surprising.
What puzzled Chu Feng was that they clearly did not need to return home in person, but the boss insisted on leaving the base camp that was most beneficial to them and insisted on returning home.
This is really beyond the comprehension of Chu Feng.