After leaving Hong Tiangan's small courtyard, Jiang Fan walked along, savoring Hong Tiangan's words from earlier.
Thinking of how Hong Tiangan, Luo Feihuai, Xue Min, and the others had treated him, Jiang Fan felt, for a fleeting moment, an urge to reveal his secret.
But in the blink of an eye, he strangled that thought.
First, this was his greatest secret, and he had to guard it to the death.
Second, whether he told them or not had no bearing on his gratitude toward them.
Or, from another angle, even if he wanted to tell them, he could completely use another method—wrap his secret up before showing it to them.
Or he could simply say nothing and take out cultivation techniques suited to them, letting them cultivate them.
But...
Regardless, those were matters for later!
Thinking about them now was just borrowing trouble!
Jiang Fan shook his head, casting aside his tangled thoughts.
After returning to Stone Path Cottage, tidying up the house, and preparing his luggage for the trip to Luo City, Jiang Fan once again entered cultivation.
The next day, he booked a flight to Luo City.
On the third day, he officially set off for Luo City.
The High-Martial World had a small population to begin with, and there was little migration between cities, so the airports and train stations were all fairly small.
Some cities' stations and airports were even inferior to the outskirts of the cities from his previous life.
However, Kyoto was, after all, Huaxia's capital, and it still had some foundation. The airport's basic facilities were fairly decent, and its area was not small either.
When Jiang Fan arrived at the airport by taxi, it was exactly ten in the morning.
"Sir, do you have any luggage to check in?"
The staff