919 Mr. Jiang's Will

"Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat..."

In the dense rainforest, a diesel boat sliced through the river's surface, churning up waves.

By the riverbank.

A burly man enduring the oppressive humidity sprang to attention, standing tall as he shouted loudly, "They're here! Everyone, look sharp for me!"

"Swish."

A group of dark-skinned men dressed as militia immediately puffed out their chests and raised their intimidating rifles.

Such a scene, placed in any civilized society, would appear nothing short of surreal.

"Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat..."

The diesel boat docked.

"Mr. Xing, Mr. Xu, welcome to Dongba. I am Wei Yi, the General has sent me to escort you."

The burly man leading the armed personnel at the riverbank forced a cheerful and affable smile, in stark contrast to his intimidating demeanor.

Despite the local accent,

he spoke pure Mandarin.