On a summer night, the humid, stifling sea breeze blew from the ocean onto the island ring road, bringing with it a rising heat that made one’s head feel as if a furnace had been stoked inside, the heat surging upward.
In the passenger seat of the luxury car, Weilin stretched wearily. Before he had finished listening to the nagging of the young assistant tending to him, a terrifying flash of light streaked before his eyes.
Immediately after, a piercing sound of a collision exploded in his ears.
Chapter 37