August 15th, 00:15 AM, on a deserted island north of Osaka Port.
The helicopter blades were slicing through the air at high speed, Ke Qingzheng stood at the edge of the cabin, glanced at the state of the island, and frowned slightly.
Then he took a step forward and fell straight out from the cabin.
The fierce wind rushed in, he raised his hand to adjust the glasses on his nose, manipulated the air to form an updraft, buffering his descent.
Finally, he landed steadily at the center of the island.
He stood shoulder to shoulder with Fan Dongqing, looking at Su Wei and Cezar blocking the way ahead.
"You sure took your time, you emotionless glasses guy." Jiushijiu complained, "Any later and everyone would be dead, just knew you were slacking off in Osaka with the old lady."
"Catching the three Bee Princes took us some time. As soon as I got the intel, I came immediately." Ke Qingzheng said, glancing at the ruler across Su Wei's back.
He then asked, "What's the situation now?"
