The journey was calm, with nothing else happening, and after several hours of sailing, the ship successfully arrived at the harbor.
By now, a convoy was already waiting at the harbor, consisting of a total of eight vehicles, forming a long line, with a Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped at the very front.
Outside these vehicles stood men in black suits, each with a zealous look on their face, and standing outside of the Rolls-Royce Phantom were Zhao Yan, Black Flood Dragon, Jue Wu, Meng Ku, Hua Manlou, and others.
From a distance, seeing the ship docked at the harbor's edge, Zhao Yan's face rarely revealed an excited expression, while the other people's faces were already flushed with excitement, as if they were looking at an unparalleled beauty.
Gradually, a figure pushing a wheelchair appeared in front of everyone.
"Boss!" Zhao Yan, standing solemnly in place, looked at Song Yun and called out.
"Brother Song Yun!!!" Meng Ku and the others also called out in turn.
