Early the next morning, after leaving the bathhouse, the three didn't return to Shangqing Palace, but headed to the airport.
Because last night, they received a call from Zhang Youfu.
The issue has been resolved, and everything is proceeding as planned, so they didn't go back, saving a lot of time.
About an hour later, they gathered in the departure lounge.
Although there was a small incident, their enthusiasm for travel was very high.
And Zhou Jing's gaze at Lin Yi carried a hint of reverence.
"Master Lin, about yesterday's incident, I'm really sorry, I owe you an apology."
"It's okay, it wasn't your fault either," Lin Yi said:
"People like him, if not dealt with early, will eventually turn your association into a mess."
"You're right," Zhou Jing echoed.
Among these people, aside from Lin Yi, Zhang Youfu, and Zhang Xiaoyun, none had flown before.
Standing in the departure hall, everything seemed novel, but they were also a bit reserved.
