When the members of the Mythic Heavenly Palace learned that Jun Wangchen would be leaving for a while, they arranged a farewell banquet to express their gratitude.
Everyone had a wonderful time that evening, bringing out one game after another, including truth or dare.
The next morning, Chen Yuechu arranged a helicopter specifically to take Jun Wangchen back to Jinling City.
"Chief Instructor, these rice dumplings are a gift from the members of the Mythic Heavenly Palace. Happy Dragon Boat Festival." Inside the airborne helicopter, Chen Yuechu took out an exquisitely wrapped box and handed it to Jun Wangchen.
"Today is the Dragon Boat Festival?" Jun Wangchen paused in surprise and accepted the box. A moment later, as the helicopter flew over a certain area, he suddenly said, "Miss Chen, stop here for a moment. I'm going down to see someone."
Chen Yuechu gave Jun Wangchen a puzzled look, but said nothing and brought the helicopter to a hover.
Jun Wangchen opened the cabin door and leaped out. The Wooden Sword flew from the Swallowing Heaven Ring, turning into a streak of light as it carried him toward his destination.
At ten that morning, on Beijing City Center Pedestrian Street.
During the Dragon Boat Festival, the pedestrian street was filled with a dazzling assortment of goods. All kinds of shoppers browsed the stalls, enjoying themselves immensely.
A group of seven or eight men and women walked together along the street. Every one of them wore luxurious clothes and carried themselves with an air of distinction. They were clearly people of wealth and influence.
At the front of the group was a woman in a qipao. Her bright eyes were clear and pure, sparkling like stars, and the sunlight falling on her face revealed her exquisite beauty.
Her long hair,