A Familiar Beginning

Time: 3:10 a.m., Location: Paris, France.

With all their identities locked down by the Royal Court, they had no way to act in the real world.

If they wanted to escape England by plane, their only option was to use the Divine Art Coordinate to transfer into the one hiding place inside the sealed cabin.

But to prevent the flight attendants from discovering that someone had stowed away on the plane, Fang Ran and Osphia had had to weld the "car door" shut. If they wanted to get off the plane, only one method remained.

Use the Divine Art Coordinate to teleport to Tang Bing's side.

And the result was—

"Gourd! I told you to find somewhere people wouldn't easily see you, but—"

On the outdoor rooftop of the airport terminal, crouching in a corner beyond the reach of the lights,

Fang Ran pinched Tang Bing's cheeks and kneaded them back and forth, dragging out his words viciously as his brows twitched and he gritted his teeth.

"Who told you to run into the Female Toilet?!"

When he had heard the staff outside the restroom bringing tools to break the door down, he had figured Tang Bing should have reached the outside of the airport by then.

So Fang Ran had not stopped Osphia from activating the Divine Art Coordinate. Never in his wildest dreams had he expected—

That the next second, he would appear in the Female Toilet.

He always felt that, in this kind of illegal border-crossing situation, the crises other people encountered were high-octane airport customs raids straight out of an action movie. At worst, something dramatic like having their luggage or wallet stolen.

Only him, with a uniquely bizarre turn of events, suddenly finding himself in a women's restroom with no idea how to get out.