With the beauty by his side, Colonel Rango temporarily set aside his suspicions. As the elevator reached the fifth floor, he invited Chen Rou to step out.
Crossing a short corridor led to the rooftop, which served as a sky garden. From one side, one could gaze out at the sea. What made it rare was that because this stretch of water was free from industrial discharge or domestic waste, the ocean appeared exceptionally blue.
The bay was packed with a dense formation of warships. Regrettably, even twenty years ago, when Colonel Rango’s predecessors invited guests here for afternoon tea, they could still delight in the awe on their visitors' faces, for the British naval fleet was quite formidable back then. That was no longer the case; across the water, the Mainland had risen rapidly from nothing.
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