Two days later.
On a plane to Mexico.
Su Jie was holding a book, studying the Mexican language.
"Is cramming at the last minute actually useful?"
Liu Yingying, sitting beside Su Jie, asked curiously when she saw this.
Her English was very good, but she hadn't dabbled in the native language of Mexico.
"It's not difficult. Once I've learned it, I can take you touring around the place and we'll be able to communicate without barriers," Su Jie said, flipping through the pages quickly. His Divine Soul was so strong that with a sweep of his Divine Sense, he could grasp the basics of the language. The only issues were fluency and accent.
"You don't seem nervous at all, but that's Mexico we're talking about. Maybe we should forget about the tourism part," said Liu Yingying, shaking her head repeatedly. She had also done her homework before heading to Mexico and knew how chaotic and dangerous the country was.
