A passenger plane from Saipan appeared over Shangjing.
By the time it landed at Shangjing International Airport, night had already fallen.
Before Ye Yuan could even leave the tarmac,
airport staff escorted him onto a small private jet.
The moment Ye Yuan boarded, the pilot contacted the control tower.
Everything had been arranged in advance.
As soon as the request was made, the tower halted all takeoffs and landings, giving priority to the private jet.
Looking at the night sky outside the window, Ye Yuan felt exceptionally excited.
He did not know whether this trip to northern E would go smoothly, but he knew that if he did not come, he might regret it for the rest of his life.
That feeling only grew stronger as the flight went on.
Even Ye Yuan did not know why.
By the time Ye Yuan saw Zhao Xirui again, it was already late at night.
Even so, Zhao Xirui had no intention of letting him rest.
Looking at Zhao Xirui's exhausted face,
and his bloodshot eyes, Ye Yuan had nearly failed to recognize him.
"Xiao Yuan, I had no choice but to call you here this time. Before Aunt Qiao fell unconscious, she told us
that no matter what, we had to bring you here."
Zhao Xirui looked apologetic, and there was a trace of confusion in his voice.
Ye Yuan frowned slightly. The Aunt Qiao Zhao Xirui had mentioned
should have been the Aunt Qiao he had met before, if he was not mistaken.
Now Zhao Xirui said she had fallen unconscious, which made Ye Yuan feel that something was off.
Seeing Ye Yuan's expression, Zhao Xirui naturally understood what he was thinking.
So that Ye Yuan could better understand the situation,
Zhao Xirui brought him to the room where he was