January 25th, Southwest of Liuhuang Island.
After the "Heng River" completed its turn and had its course adjusted, the "Xu Sea" and the "Flame Sea" waiting ahead simultaneously sounded their horns as if greeting the "Heng River," urging this dawdling companion to hurry up since they had grown impatient from waiting.
On the elevating platform outside the island superstructure.
"There's no need for farewells, it's not as if we're parting for life and death," Li Mingbo said, but when the time came to say goodbye, he still felt reluctant to leave.
"No matter what, you must take care," Bai Zhizhan gave Li Mingbo a hug.
"So must you!"
Bai Zhizhan patted Li Mingbo on the shoulder a few times before stepping back.
After greeting friends like Zhou Yongtao, Shen Pu, and Zhu Huasheng, Li Mingbo stepped onto the elevating platform, below which was a tender.
The staff officers who had come with Li Mingbo had already descended to the tender.
