Four hours later, local time 11 p.m., the Yan Emperor's special plane arrived at Parma International Airport.
Li Qiao was seated next to the cabin's window, looking down at the dimly lit, hazy night below, the light in her eyes flickering.
The cabin door opened, and a line of people stepped out.
Parma, located in the marine territory of the Pacific Peninsula, surrounded by the sea on three sides, enjoys a year-round pleasant scenery, belonging to a standard temperate maritime climate.
The moment she stepped out of the cabin, the warm and humid air hit her face.
Not far away, three Ou Lu cars had been waiting for some time.
Standing directly below the airstairs was a man of about thirty.
The man was dressed in a sharp gray suit and looked up solemnly. Seeing Shang Yu and another person exit the cabin, he respectfully nodded his head and called out, "Eldest Young Master, Miss Li."