Need a psychiatrist.

In the depths of the silent outskirts of the city, everything seemed nothing less than dead. Though this corner was just a corner end of a bustling and lively city, nothing exuberant felt in this neck of the woods.

It was so quiet at this place that when black Maybach drove its way inside, the woods didn't miss notifying the arrival to the air through the crushing whisper of dry leaves on the road. It was already dusk, with the coldness of the moon slightly evident in the sky.

"President Feng, we are here!" Secretary Gao announced while Du Fan pulled the brakes, causing the car to come to a halt. Their eyes stared at the front. Even though there were many guards with armed weapons standing at the front, their presence there was not making any change to the dead silent air of the place. They looked just like the other dead in the graveyard.

Once announced, Gao Fan came out of the car, moving back to open the door for Feng Shufen and then the man stepped out.