2122.
April 8th.
Weather: Overcast.
Haiting City.
"Mayor Li, I trust you've been well."
Through the glass window, Yi Lin watched the city, where billows of thick smoke rose occasionally, and looked at the weary-faced Li Kai, teasingly said, "It seems like yet another peaceful day in Haiting City."
"Council President, don't make jokes at Old Li's expense. Come, please have some tea."
Li Kai sat opposite Yi Lin.
Between the two of them was a high-quality red rosewood tea table.
Delicate antique ceramic tea cups, releasing hot steam from the red tea within, occasionally rippled gently with each explosion from the city.
"Need any help?"
Yi Lin picked up his tea cup, took a small sip, and asked.
"Not for now."
Li Kai waved his hand, smoothing out his furrowed brow, and smiled, "The situation has basically stabilized. Occasional disturbances won't affect the overall picture."
