Newland Airport
"Minister He!"
The young man with sharp features looked at the figure emerging from the airport exit with a backpack and hurried over.
"Hello, my name is Chen Lin. I followed Minister Wu Lan here from the Mat Islands,"
As he approached He Ao, the young man smiled and extended his hand while introducing himself.
"Hello,"
He Ao smiled and shook his hand, "He Ao. It's late, you've worked hard."
"It's my duty,"
Chen Lin smiled, then continued, "We've reserved rooms at Maple Leaf Hotel, I'll take you there."
"Thanks for the trouble."
He Ao nodded slightly, then turned his head to look at the night sky outside the airport.
Under the brilliance of the stars and the bright moon, it seemed that daybreak was about to arrive.
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Mat Islands
Sitting at the open-air seats of a small seaside tavern, letting the cold sea breeze flutter through his hair, He Ao's clone Hao Yi was interestedly fiddling with a coin in his hand.
