Restroom in the transit area at Seattle Airport...

A series of muffled sounds came from a stall inside the restroom, and a few seconds later, a dark-skinned man with a stooped walking posture, Chakdi, emerged.

Noticing the curious glances from a few foreigners urinating, Chakdi walked to the sink, deliberately using awkward movements to wash his hands, then dried them with hot air...

Due to unfamiliarity with the 'advanced equipment,' Chakdi appeared a bit irritable.

The guys curious about him withdrew their gazes, viewing him as a crude-bred Asian bumpkin. Keeping distance seemed the best stance.

Little did they know that inside the stall from which Chakdi emerged, an island person clad in a suit sat with his head bowed.

If you didn't look closely, you'd think he fell asleep while defecating, but upon closer inspection, you'd find a transparent fishing line around the island person's neck, anchored to the toilet tank to prevent him from falling forward out of the stall.

After Chakdi exited the restroom, he walked slowly towards the waiting area, spotting a shop selling thick clothing along the way, where a member of the 191 Battalion in a suit sat on a bench opposite. Upon seeing Chakdi, he slightly tilted his chin towards the shop.

Seeing this, Chakdi hesitated at the shop entrance for a moment before entering, seemingly to pick a thicker coat...

Inside, the shop assistants displayed almost no service awareness. Seeing Chakdi's shabby attire, two chatting female assistants just glanced at him before refocusing on their phones.

Several connecting-flight passengers browsed the shop for suitable clothing, but found the prices far beyond their expectations...

A beige-suited island person noticed Chakdi, momentarily flicking his gaze, picked a thick windbreaker and headed towards the fitting rooms.

Blending among a few tourists, as the island person approached the fitting rooms, Chakdi also selected a thick down jacket and followed.

The fitting rooms were located at a corner inside the shop, consisting of two rows of four mirrored stalls, with a plush curtain hanging along the middle aisle, obscuring the view from outside.

As Chakdi lifted the curtain with the down jacket to enter, the beige-suited island person suddenly pushed open a door from the fitting room, glaring at Chakdi with a suppressed voice saying, "Why are you following me..."

Chakdi appeared puzzled, seemingly not understanding the accented English, and naturally stepped forward, saying in Korean, "You should be asking yourself that question..."

While the two spoke in their respective languages, the distance between them closed to about a meter...

The island person clearly sensed Chakdi's hostility but did not want to draw too much attention from others. As the short-statured Chakdi approached, he swung his right hand, attempting a karate chop to knock out his opponent.

What he didn't expect was Chakdi, instead of retreating in the face of attack, chose to advance...

Short-statured Chakdi seemed to have gauged the distance perfectly, stepping forward and suddenly tiptoeing, using his shoulder to brace the island person's arm, avoiding the most damaging palm and wrist strike.

Then Chakdi's right hand swung half a circle like a whip, striking the island person's crotch, pinching a small bundle upon contact, and forcefully pulling upward.

The island person's punch aimed at Chakdi's temple instantly weakened, his entire body shuddering as if struck by high voltage, clenching his legs tightly, neck veins twisting, and throat producing a 'uh uh' sound like choking, unable to draw breath.

Considerately, Chakdi supported the island person, ushering him into the fitting room to curl up on the floor, stepping on his neck as he left, knocking him out.

The tussle was not loud; as Chakdi exited, he closed the fitting room door and, under two vigilant shop assistants' gazes, obediently returned the selected clothes to their respective places.

Upon leaving the shop, a waiting member of the 191 Battalion naturally followed, saying in a low voice, "Is it settled?"

Chakdi, having lived shrunken-headed for over a decade in Thailand as a North Korean refugee, held poor opinions of Thai officials and police.

These Quiba of the 191 Battalion further annoyed Chakdi!

Faced with this black-skinned, thin young soldier's question, Chakdi rasped, "I came out, he didn't, what do you think?"

The young man was taken aback, then dissatisfiedly said, "That guy followed us since Bangkok; we're protecting Miss Tessa's safety.

Captain Supa awaits my report, so I must be clear."

Chakdi looked at the black, thin young man verbally fumbling and shook his head disdainfully, saying, "Seal only trained your bodies, deliberately overlooking your brains.

With this, you can't protect anyone..."

The young man felt insulted, keeping pace with Chakdi, hurriedly and quietly asking, "Clarify, what did we do wrong?"

Chakdi stopped, looked at the young man, disdainfully saying, "You did nothing wrong...

You just dress in suits and ties pretending to be high-class, using radios pretending to be busy; yet, real tasks you accomplish nothing."

Continuing, Chakdi quickened his pace, saying, "Even a fisherman like me knows protecting important targets requires dividing into open and secret teams, but you, inexperienced fools, refuse to discard those fancy suits once donned.

You're the most foolish; from my enter to exit from that shop, I saw you polish your shoes thrice.

Wearing new shoes on duty, what kind of fool thinks of this?"

The young man found himself baffled, then somewhat dejectedly lowered his head...

Chakdi did not waste words with the guy, briskly making his way to the boarding gate...

Watching Tessa and Selena holding the child, surrounded by a group of black suits, much like stars surrounding the moon.

All around, those also preparing to board the plane were focused on this entourage...

When the first-class boarding lane opened first, and the flight attendant smilingly invited the grandiose Tessa and her group to board first, Chakdi lined up honestly at the back of the economy class line...

He slouched his shoulders, shrunk his head, much like a foreign laborer filled with curiosity and longing for the future, occasionally craning his neck to check the progress ahead.

The two island people who had been following were only part of those noticed; Chakdi believed there must be more of them.

Quickly, he spotted someone not far from the boarding gate wearing an ordinary jacket, carrying a briefcase and glasses, looking like a business-traveling engineer.

This guy occasionally glanced at Tessa and their backs, with a phone in hand resting on his knee, its camera aimed at the boarding gate.

Meanwhile, among the economy class queue, a pair of island men and women were equally suspicious...

They looked like tourist couples, but their attire showed insufficient preparation for the Alaska weather, and though they appeared affectionate, they were in fact constantly exchanging information via phones.

Chakdi hadn't really seen big scenes, but he had skills and determination honed by North Korea's elite special forces.

Over the past decade or so, his cautious life honed strong observational skills and concealing abilities, allowing him to easily spot those incongruent with the site environment.

Compared to those who felt lost once abroad and relied solely on sticking close to Tessa to showcase their abilities and presence, even with a seriously injured lumbar spine, Chakdi was much stronger than the 191 Battalion.

After watching Tessa and her group enter the boarding lane first, Chakdi naturally took out the phone provided by his boss, hanging it casually by his leg, quickly snapped many photos, and picked out several relatively clear ones to send out.

On the plane, Tessa and Selena sat together...

Watching Supa negotiating with the flight attendant, changing everyone's seats to surround him, Tessa gave a quirky look at Selena, awkwardly smiled, and said, "This lot is just, um, rather inexperienced..."

Selena adjusted the baby's position in her arms, smiled warmly at the little angel with a pacifier, then smiled at Tessa and said, "It's nice like this. Although everyone who sees us will remember us, we do have guaranteed safety.

I have to thank you; without your help, getting rid of those tracking me would have been difficult."

Tessa shook her head slightly, saying, "You misunderstood. It's not just those tracking you who are following us; there's a batch always watching me.

Sunset Mountain's trap isn't just for those attempting to kidnap you..."

Selena nonchalantly shook her head and said, "Still, I should thank you. Without you, I wouldn't have lasted a week in Thailand.

I know you have some special plans. If it's particularly dangerous, I hope you can let me know in advance so I can prepare.

I'm not actually afraid of danger; I'm just worried about Isabella. She's too young!"

Tessa shook her head and said, "I don't know. Everything is arranged by Blood Fox...

I honestly don't care about being watched; I came here for that bastard!"

Selena heard this, playfully winked, and said, "Are you talking about Mountain Eagle? That guy sure is a jerk. The first time I met him at Moscow Airport, he put me through hell.

Later when we rescued Isabella together, he showed a lot of compassion. At that moment, I even thought about whether to develop something with him...

He's very charming!"

Tessa heard this and said through gritted teeth, "Did he tell you he has a wife and child?"

Selena pretended to recall, shook her head, and said, "No, we were just partners at the time and didn't discuss personal topics.

You called him a bastard, did he deceive you?"

Tessa recalled her days with Mountain Eagle, gritted her teeth, and said, "On the contrary, that bastard told me the truth!

He warned me when we slept together that he had a wife and child..."

Selena looked at Tessa in astonishment, curiously asked, "And you still..."

Tessa's gaze seemed a bit far, said, "At that time, I just wanted someone to relieve some pressure, but as time went on, I found it hard to find a man better than him.

That bastard made me lose interest in other men!"

Selena looked curiously at Tessa, said, "But he already has a wife and child. What are you planning to do?"

Tessa seemed to recall something, her expression odd, said, "He's making things hard for me, so I'll make it doubly hard for him.

Anyway, his wife is quite pretty..."

Selena processed Tessa's words, then looked at this "poor woman" as if seeing a ghost...

"Suka..."