Returning home with gifts of dew and fragrance

After finishing his conversation with Zhen Guan, Chen Chuan took plenty of photographs around Barktu Central City, then headed straight for the airship mooring point, ready to return to Jibei Province.

His identity should have been exposed by now. Detailed intelligence had most likely already reached the intelligence chiefs of various countries, which would draw enormous attention. It was no longer appropriate for him to stay.

When he boarded the airship, he carried one more travel bag than he had arrived with. It contained gifts from Zhen Guan that he had not yet had time to inspect. He planned to look through them on the return journey.

Once he had settled into his seat, the man in charge of the trip approached and bowed slightly. "Mr. Chen, we've sent the telegram back. The airship has been inspected, and all preparations for takeoff are complete. Shall we depart now?"

"Let's go," Chen Chuan said.

The man nodded and went back to make the arrangements. Every member of the accompanying crew, himself included, had immense admiration for Chen Chuan after this trip.

As members of the Fighter Council, they had transported other Fighters before and made plenty of trips abroad. Whenever international affairs were involved, however, matters were usually complicated and difficult to handle.

And, somewhat counterintuitively, Fighters rarely resorted to force when traveling to resolve such matters.

Fighters all seemed to prize their own safety. If they could avoid fighting, they would never act rashly, whether at home or abroad. The busiest people were actually the negotiators and intelligence personnel, while military strength usually served only as a safeguard and deterrent. That made things time-consuming, and the crew had prepared for that this time as well.

Yet the outcome had far exceeded their expectations. In less than two days, Chen Chuan