Neon Glow

The dim glow of the lights at Hong Kong's docks cast long shadows across the weathered sailboat, its worn wooden planks creaking softly with each gentle sway of the water. Fang Lang stood on the dock, his gaze tracing the lines of the vessel with a mixture of apprehension and resignation. Despite its humble appearance, this sailboat represented his only means of reaching the distant shores of the United States.

As he approached the boat, Fang Lang was greeted by the sight of its captain, Jung Ho, a weather-beaten man with a perpetual squint, as if constantly scanning the horizon for unseen threats. Jung Ho's voice carried a hint of skepticism as he spoke, his words punctuated by the rhythmic lapping of the waves against the dock.

"Tsk tsk. Better not be any crazy waves on the way there," Jung Ho remarked, a wry smile playing at the corners of his lips. "What brings you to the states?"

Fang Lang offered a weary smile in return, acknowledging the captain's concern without revealing the full extent of his own doubts. "Oh, you know," he replied vaguely, his gaze drifting back to the sailboat, "I guess I've got a dream."

With a sense of reluctant determination, Fang Lang stepped aboard the vessel, feeling the familiar sway of the deck beneath his feet. As the sailboat slipped away from the safety of the docks and into the darkness of the open sea, he couldn't help but wonder what trials lay ahead.

Purchased by a mysterious, wealthy individual for a staggering sum of 50 million U.S. dollars, Fang Lang of the Xuan Ye tong found himself the subject of intense scrutiny among his peers. The Xuan Ye were deeply skeptical of this affluent American shown up out of the blue, both due to his nationality and the seemingly extravagant nature of his financial offer. Despite their reservations, the deal was finalized, and Fang Lang, renowned as the finest fighter in Hong Kong, was bound for Miami, Florida, to fulfill his obligation to the "Multi-Million Dollar Man", Nicholas Hehrbenstrautz.