"Good afternoon, Miss Du, Miss Lin."
"Good afternoon..."
Because her standing in the martial world was far too low, Jiang Han stayed outside with Miss Lin to receive the arriving witches. Fortunately, there were not many of them—only a few main roster members, ten substitutes, fifteen staff members, and four members of the coaching staff.
Not many at all!
These core members would travel to London with the national team, attend the opening ceremony at Paul Reese Arena on the river, and duel on Stanford Eightfold Island!
How wonderful. I want to go sightseeing in London too... Jiang Han politely greeted them while making plans. Although applying to leave the country was very easy, Jiang Han had learned through Kraken's channels that—her younger sister, her mother, and her second mother could all freely apply to travel abroad, but she alone could not.
The reason was simple:
[Little sister, you're not even nineteen yet, your magical talent is so abundant, and the spells you've mastered aren't even enough to protect yourself. Are you going far away just to run into bad European witches?]
In Lilian's words:
[Little sister, that would be like wearing a backless sweater and traveling around taking photos in a witch tribe that still preserves the tradition of going uncovered.]
England was like that, and France was even more out of the question. There were plenty of primitive-tribe witches mixed in among the French witches. If Jiang Han went there, she would be delivering herself from a thousand miles away—the gift would be heavy, and so would the sentiment.
"Everyone's here. We should go inside and get something to eat. I heard the flame lobster is pretty good today." Ruiqiu turned around.
"W-Wait a moment." Jiang Han tugged at the other woman's hem.
Lin Ruiqiu truly deserved to