Tang Zhen nodded, a hint of relief in his eyes. "I'm glad you think that way. For this trip, we'll take an ordinary car and an ordinary boat, just to avoid attracting attention."
"Understood," Jiang Xinghai nodded.
"Alright, there's no time to waste. Let's go change into civilian clothes." Tang Zhen took a deep breath and stood up. "Let's be on our way."
Then, Jiang Xinghai and Zhong Yunman exchanged a glance before following Tang Zhen out of the banquet hall.
In the changing room, the three of them changed into ordinary clothes, neatly folding and stowing away their uniforms.
When they walked out the door, a black business van was already parked there, with Nightingale waiting in the driver's seat.
Jiang Xinghai and Zhong Yunman got into the back seat, while Tang Zhen sat in the front passenger seat.
Nightingale started the car and sped toward the coast.
