As dawn approached, a black Hummer stopped at the entrance of the Shaw Mansion. A man, weary and travel-worn, got out of the car, told his subordinates to go rest, and stood under the large tree in front of the mansion. He lit a cigarette, his resolute and handsome face partially obscured by the smoke, revealing traces of hesitation.
After more than half a year of separation, a subordinate came to report that she was about to give birth. Richard Shaw then filed a request to return home. The peacekeeping mission was coming to an end; half a month ago, Richard Shaw initiated one last large-scale peacekeeping action, severely damaging the opposing organization and leaving the subsequent clean-up to the local government. He hurried back immediately.
