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Feng Lin had gone from being an enemy to a friend of Chi Jinghong.
It wasn't about desiring her in any way, but about a pure friendship.
Facing the rational Jiuli Tribe, Feng Lin believed that a non-aggression treaty could be signed in the future.
On his way, Feng Lin refueled once and finally arrived at Kang City in San Qin by noon.
He sighed lightly and decided to ask the old patriarch for a helicopter when he had a chance.
It would certainly make traveling much more convenient in the future.
When he reached Chi Jinghong's villa, Li Fang was cooking in the kitchen.
Feng Lin greeted her and then entered the relic site.
He briskly walked past the Black Tower and arrived at the lawn behind it.
Two pandas were sitting in the distance on the grass, munching on bamboo.
Chi Jinghong was sitting in front of a stone table, looking at her phone.
"I haven't notified you, how come you're here?"
