When Mr. Chaimen woke up, he seemed utterly despondent, with an air of not wanting his eyes or brain. Malin thought, wasn't it just a wrestling match between men? Your mother's homeland on those four islands used to have something called sumo, which was much more intense than what you saw in that recollection.
Of course, even in his despair, Mr. Chaimen still focused on work and, together with the illustrator, drew the targets he had seen.
The Sage Qian asked Mr. Chaimen to rest, while on the other hand, he copied the drawings and distributed them to the street police stations in each district of New Hangzhou to identify the targets. Sage Qian had always wanted to establish identity records between New Hangzhou and the south but was hindered without a large terminal—currently the most crucial element in managing identity records.
