March 20th.

After the land reclamation plan, the reconstruction plan of Saint Kuanti was finally put on the agenda.

Unlike the land reclamation plan, there was no opposition to the reconstruction plan of Saint Kuanti.

City Hall also arranged a grand departure ceremony for the reconstruction plan of Saint Kuanti.

Many citizens spontaneously came to see off the departure team.

Whether it was because Vito's people were unavailable or Oswaldo truly kept his promise this time, he surprisingly did not involve the Steel Brotherhood in this matter.

Meanwhile, at the departure ceremony, Ethan, as the main financier of the Saint Kuanti reconstruction plan, delivered a speech.

He stated that he would be leaving with the departure team this time, taking the orphans of Saint Kuanti back to their hometown to mourn their deceased relatives' souls and to plant seeds there, so that by the next year, when Saint Kuanti is built, those seeds will have grown into new trees and flowers.

These words naturally resonated greatly, and the reporters once again turned their cameras towards Ethan.

Without a doubt, he would be the star of the front pages for the next few days.

After the ceremony ended, the team officially set off.

Ethan indeed spoke the truth, as he left with them.

He brought many of the orphanage children, among them Mia and her brother Crenzo.

The convoy slowly drove out of Wenster, speeding down roads that had already thawed.

"Ethan, this is great, isn't it our first time going out together? Have you been to Saint Kuanti? How is it?"

In the car, it wasn't just Ethan and Anya; there was also Sofia.

She joined as well.

Because she was one of the initiators of that charity gala and could even be said to be the initiator of the Saint Kuanti reconstruction plan.

Among those traveling with the deployment team, there were also many reporters.

So, Ethan brought her along.

Sofia was quite excited, her heart racing because it was her first time traveling with Ethan, away from home, away from her parents, and servants.

Just them.

Maybe... this time, something different would happen between them?

As she spoke, she glanced stealthily at Ethan beside her.

Then she noticed Ethan's expression was somewhat serious. She immediately seemed to realize something and said, "Sorry, Ethan, I didn't mean it like that. I know this isn't a picnic, I was just..."

"It's okay, Sofia, we can treat it as a picnic, no need to dwell on the hardships."

Ethan said this while looking at the rearview mirror.

In the rearview mirror, Wenster was becoming more and more distant.

As for his departure, what were the people of Wenster thinking?

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"Joseph, this is a great opportunity! That guy Ethan actually left Wenster at a time like this. If we can raid his core business now, like his famous distillery, we can definitely catch him red-handed! Not only can we find evidence of his tax evasion, but also his illicit liquor trade..."

Frank, upon hearing about Ethan's departure from Wenster to Saint Kuanti, hurried to the temporary station of the Kingdom Statistical Bureau, eagerly knocked on Joseph's office door, and began excitedly strategizing with him.

The more he spoke, the more his eyes lit up with excitement.

Just thinking about the opportunity Ethan inexplicably presented made him want to cheer.

He was already impatient to see Ethan thrown in jail and begging like a beaten dog.

But soon he realized something, that his brother Joseph still hadn't said anything.

He couldn't help but glance at Joseph.

Joseph still looked at him with a kind smile, as if encouraging him to continue.

"Joseph, you agree with me, right? So we..."

"You are absolutely right, Frank, you're a genius." Joseph seemed to be praising him until he uttered the word 'but.'

"But, please don't tell me how to do my job, okay?"

Joseph seemed to continue smiling, his tone gentle, but Frank couldn't help but recall being a child when Joseph smiled like this and starved his favorite dog to death.

"Joseph, I'm sorry, I was just making a suggestion. You don't have to take it, I'll leave now, I'm sorry." Frank seemed rather flustered as he left.

After Frank was completely gone, the captain couldn't help but say, "Director, I think your brother has a point. No matter why Ethan suddenly left Wenster, this is a great opportunity."

"Indeed, it is a great opportunity." Joseph nodded but then shook his head, "But not enough, Steve, not nearly enough. Is our goal just some illicit liquor, just a distillery? Don't forget our ultimate goal. Remember the first lesson I taught you?"

"Never deviate from the initial path." The captain called Steve immediately stood at attention and recited loudly.

"Very well."

Meanwhile.

Holiday Sun Hotel.

Still on that balcony.

Vito was still sunbathing, enjoying the sea breeze.

Nowadays, Wenster hardly saw any rain, and the sunshine was astoundingly good every day.

Rather than just sunbathing, it seemed as though he was absorbing some energy from the sunlight.

"So, he's gone. Should we do something?"

Vito glanced at Oswaldo, who was also sunbathing beside him, and said.

"Of course, we have to do something." Oswaldo took a sip of cocktail, feeling quite at ease.

"Should I lead a raid on his old nest tonight?"

"No, don't be so rash, remember our ultimate goal." Oswaldo shook his head, "Besides, wouldn't he have anticipated this move? Maybe he's counting on us to do just that. He's not an idiot. Actually, what we need to do is simple; no matter why he leaves Wenster, he's bound to want to accomplish something, so all we need is to stop him, force him back."

"Force him back?"

"Exactly." Oswaldo finished his last sip of cocktail, stood up, stretched, and said, "Alright, I'm off. I'm really envious of you, able to bask in the sun here while I have to deal with endless trivial matters."

"Want to trade?" Vito stared at him.

"Sure, there's a journalist who's writing a biography on me; you can deal with him instead." Oswaldo seemed to be seriously considering not leaving.

"Then forget it. I hate journalists the most. Indeed, I still prefer the life of the body I inhabit." Vito said, lying completely flat on the chair, putting on his sunglasses, ready to fall asleep.

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