The Sikorsky S-92 continued on through the snow, and the "Gold Coast" at the eastern end of Long Island gradually came into view on the right.
Li Wei tilted his head, gazing down through the cabin window.
The steel forest of Manhattan had long been left behind. Through the leaden, swirling snow, the coastline of Long Island was barely visible.
Gale-force winds whipped the raging waves of the Atlantic Ocean, which crashed violently against the black reefs and kicked up shards of ice and white foam several meters high.
And yet, amid this chaos that seemed to be consumed by the might of nature, an expanse of brilliant light appeared up ahead—a completely restricted zone.
It was the Mellon Family's Long Island Manor.
Li Wei's vision far surpassed that of an ordinary person. Even from his vantage point in the snow-swept sky, he could clearly see the entirety of the vast estate.
