"How does this outfit look? Does it fit? Isn't the color a little too unserious?"
Today was already the third time Wang Xi'er had tugged at the hem of her outfit. As a member of the Sa Lin Royal Family, she was somewhat unaccustomed to today's formal attire—if that thin black qipao could even be called formal attire.
"It looks great. Really."
Dragon General Jiang Hei also tried to reassure her increasingly anxious student.
At that moment, the two of them stood before the Third Airport Tower of the Changping Bureau of Anomalous Affairs, where the cold wind blew.
As the Explorer system became increasingly standardized and frequent, major cities had basically established dedicated landing zones—put more plainly, airports combined with customs.
Now, in the pickup area outside the entrance, stood a group of faces often seen on television.
Mayor Li Xingwu of Ancient City, Governor Ruan Si of Changping Province, Mayor Sun Xuyi of Changping City, and the heads of administration from every major department had all come in person. Such a complete gathering was truly rare.
Passengers and family members waiting to pick people up occasionally glanced their way, all wondering whether some important figure from the capital had arrived to bring so many leaders together.
Mixed into the crowd at the outer edge, Wang Xi'er, an alien race member, felt somewhat uncomfortable.
In truth, when she received the notice, it had felt as though she were still dreaming.
"Lu PingAn is back? And he brought back a whole group of Rule-level combatants from Ancient City?!"
Hadn't he only been gone for a few months? What exactly had happened?
The odds of encountering "time acceleration" were too low, and someone as busy as Wang Xi'er, who worked overtime until she was nearly dead, had neither the time, energy,