After enjoying a hearty breakfast, Du Yu and Fu Jianzhou, with farewells from Master Qing and others, drove away from Xishu Garden, heading straight to Songta Airport.
Songta?
It sounds like this airport was built from pinecones.
Turns out, it wasn't.
As the vehicle parked steadily in the lot, Du Yu opened the door and got out, saying, "Thanks for accompanying me on this trip, Senior Brother Fu."
"No trouble at all, I've never been to the Bamboo Grove either, it's a good chance for me to broaden my horizons."
Fu Jianzhou retrieved a large backpack from the trunk and said with a smile, "If Master Qing wasn't tied up, I wouldn't be lucky enough to get this beautiful errand, haha."
"Whew..."
Hearing a sound from the horizon, Du Yu looked up and saw a plane passing through the sky.
"Little junior brother, you've never flown before, have you?"
Du Yu shook his head, "I haven't even left the province."
