Chapter 482: The Plane Crash (Part One)

Ned Scurr and his family sat down at a waterfront café, ordered a pot of tea, and enjoyed the scenery while waiting for his three roommates to wrap up their tasks so they could attend a gathering at the Mei Residence nearby. In late autumn, the area around the Back Lakes felt a bit desolate. Ancient poets, who were often prone to melancholy, would likely be inspired by such a scene and write a few sorrowful verses. Leaning against the emerald lake, half-drunk on wine, the landscapes and beauties...