Even so, it was enough to make them rush to Xiangcheng overnight. As for tomorrow's celebration banquet?
They couldn't care less about it now.
**
28th, early morning.
An expansive airport near the border grasslands.
The plane's wheels rolled on the cement ground, its wings sweeping past on both sides before coming to a slow stop.
The airport staff efficiently placed stairs for the passengers to disembark.
Bai Lian stepped off onto the carpet, looking up slightly—this was her first time here.
At the bottom of the stairs, people dressed in ethnic attire approached the two as they descended, offering a booklet with respect, "Master Jiang, this is the sightseeing plan we've arranged for you."
Jiang Fulai, holding a document in his right hand, upon hearing this, switched the document to his other hand and took the booklet.
"Take a look, where should we go first?" His eyes were faintly downturned as he glanced at the booklet before casually handing it to Bai Lian.
