The staff member, still chattering away, didn't notice Sun Yinghao's conversation. "And, sir, we'll have to take a detour through the cargo area, I'm afraid the main passage is blocked..."
Sun Yinghao's voice cut through the staff member's monologue. "Send the helicopter over. Now."
With that, he ended the call, his eyes scanning the area as if searching for something - or someone.
The staff member, still babbling on, finally noticed Sun Yinghao's silence and trailed off, looking nervous. "Sir, is everything...?"
Sun Yinghao's gaze sliced through him, his expression unreadable. "Just get me out of here."
The staff member nodded hastily, "Yes, sir!" and jogged ahead, leading Sun Yinghao to the helicopter.
As they approached, the weather began to change, with dark clouds gathering and a low rumble of thunder grumbling in the sky.