Revenge Shadow Rider's battles were so resplendent and the heart-stopping thrills so irresistibly rewatchable that they continuously tugged at people's thoughts, an insurmountable monument that would stand forever.

But this incident was more than just a loss for the people, Shadow Rider was a treasure of the entire world. His unique, epoch-making shot, Flame Dual Slash, was impossible to replicate. Now, the educational books jointly produced by Star Wars Corporation and the officials were causing an uproar, once deemed by industry experts as the most valuable product of the century. Even the collector's memorabilia related to Revenge Shadow Rider were being sold at sky-high prices.

So what if the prices were astronomical? For the big shots, problems that could be solved with money were, in reality, not problems at all. The issue was that some things were priceless and beyond purchase. To many, the value of these collectibles could not be measured in money.

This mysterious disappearance had a huge impact on Saudi, but Kexiao had a stronger inclination towards politics, a realm ordinary people hardly reached. Revenge Shadow Rider was different, though. They say 'the popular will can break even the greatest barrier', and his status in the Federation (among the people) far outweighed that of Kexiao. At the Star Wars Corporation building, at all times, there was a sea of people, the crowds had blocked every route, causing a complete gridlock.

Among these people were men and women, old and young; there were teachers and students, as well as middle-aged uncles selling plasters and old aunts boasting about their sweet potatoes. Most of them gathered here for one single reason—to await the latest news on Revenge Shadow Rider.

After all, Hans's intelligence agency was much more informed than the average person. And since he was a fervent and unwavering follower of Revenge Shadow Rider, coupled with Hans's extensive connections, no one's news could compare to his. You could say that anyone might be hyping up the issue of Revenge Shadow Rider, but if there was one person you could trust, it was Hans—his devotion to Revenge Shadow Rider bordered on obsession.

Of course, some people were here simply to remember. The refugees who were once helped by Revenge Shadow Rider genuinely wanted to do something for him, even if it was something trivial.

However, they had not awaited Hans, who had shut himself in his office for an entire day, his brain pondering a mess of things he couldn't quite understand.

He wasn't sure if Feng Yi's real identity was that of Revenge Shadow Rider; once, Hans had never cared about such details.

But now, Hans fervently hoped they were not one and the same, because if they were... Yet he also anticipated it, for, besides their Federation hero Feng Yi, who else in the world deserved the title of Revenge Shadow Rider? With these conflicted feelings, Hans kept lighting cigarettes one after another…

He didn't know how much time had passed, his cigarettes had run out, and he didn't think to move or, to put it another way, Hans had completely forgotten to buy more.

There were few pursuits in life that mattered to someone, and there weren't many that Hans cared about: Revenge Shadow Rider, his wife and children, his parents and family—these were inseparable parts of Hans's life. Apart from these, there wasn't much else he cared about, except maybe occasionally checking out some mecha-themed reports, collecting hot posts about Revenge Shadow Rider, or watching professional discussions and live streams about him. These were his only pursuits.

After all, middle age brings a perspective that makes many things seem less urgent. Yet, when the news of Revenge Shadow Rider and Kexiao's simultaneous disappearance came out, Hans's world came crashing down.

Some people do not fear difficulties, failure, or even death, yet they find it hard to let go of silent emotions. Hans clearly belonged to this category. He would obtain limited edition collectibles through special channels, squirreling them away at home, forbidding even his wife and children to touch them. If possible, he would wager his own life for the return of Revenge Shadow Rider to this world.

Hans didn't know how long he had been sitting on the chair, aimlessly scrolling through system emails initially sent to him by Revenge Shadow Rider, from the very first to the last one, sent during the lowest point of his life, when he desperately reached out for help.

Slowly reading through the last email, not knowing how many times he had reviewed it, Hans let out a long sigh. He was a businessman; he knew nothing about war and that his business dealings weren't going to help Revenge Shadow Rider in any significant way, not even a small measure of support, how much he wished to do something for Revenge Shadow Rider to let the world see his uniqueness.

But apart from promotion and some charitable works, he found he could do nothing, not even get in touch with Shadow Rider—when it came to influencing Revenge Shadow Rider, those insignificant promotions were not even worth mentioning. After all, people across the world turned their eyes to Star Wars for whom? For Hans? For the sake of Star Wars? Or for Little Wu, who couldn't even generate the buzz of a second-tier celebrity?

Obviously, it was none of the above. People were focused on Revenge Shadow Rider. It was due to him that the world occasionally turned its attention to Star Wars itself. They were all slowly moving forward under the giant aura of Revenge Shadow Rider. So-called charitable works paled in comparison to a single battle of Revenge Shadow Rider. They could engage in charitable works for a lifetime and yet would never equal a few hours of Revenge Shadow Rider's fight against the Devil gang.

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