บท 701: One Should Not Die in their Middle Ages

*Wee woo… Wee woo…*

As Yun Hua 893 drew close to the shore, continuous sirens blared at Yun Hua Port. Ships of various sizes could be found there, and someone would always stand out to look into the distance, also paying their respects to the ships that came over by giving them an eye salute. 

Usually, the people in the long port area were few and scattered. Plenty of facilities were there, but today, it was very crowded. There were also a few groups of people who came from unknown departments, and they had formed a line and gathered in a group.

Several large ships sailing past also hung up red flags. Some of them even had people waving them. 

One of the departments set off some firecrackers on the shore. The sound of fireworks rocked the sky. It was not exactly legal.

Everyone was smiling, including the leaders and normally stoic journalists. They all had a sweet smile on each of their faces.