Reconnaissance

"I need to be going. I have something to do. Young Brother Leng, I'll see you tomorrow!"

Leng Qirui, '… Why do we need to see each other again tomorrow?'

Did this T-Rex plan on beating him up again tomorrow? Threaten him? Eat and drink his stuff? Continue dominating his computer?

Leng Qirui thought about moving away at that moment.

***

The Jiang District harbor.

Even though it was night time, the incoming and outgoing cargo ships continued shifting about the port.

Under the dim lighting, a few happy, but tired faces could be seen looking forward to a haul.

The messy management of the harbor had always been something the Jiang District City Administration found hard to swallow.