Seven hours later.
After a night of turmoil, the sky outside had already brightened. Being the first day after New Year's Eve, the weather in the capital was quite pleasant. The elderly folks, who rose early for a walk, bathed in the morning sun, greeted and exchanged New Year wishes with familiar faces amidst a thick festive atmosphere.
Just across the street, within the office building, Elder Lin, who was observing every movement on the street after Gu Shenghui stepped into his office, slowly drew the curtains and pointed to the chair in front of the desk, "Sit down!"
Looking around the office, besides Elder Lin and Elder Zuo, the other three high-level leaders from the bureau were all present, sitting silently with closed eyes on a sofa beside.
"How is Pei Yan's condition?" Gu Shenghui asked bluntly after glancing at the bookshelf behind Elder Lin.