She pretended to inadvertently break free from the man's hand and asked proactively before he could turn cold, "Where are we going?"
"You'll know when we get there."
The man's face showed no change, but his fingers hidden under the sleeves opened and closed, as if trying to grasp something, but ultimately grabbed nothing.
Along the London streets, a black sports car drove slowly. The road was lined with western-style buildings, some of which were old and weathered. This is the difference between London and Chinese cities: in London, many buildings have been preserved despite the war, while in China, old buildings are torn down one by one to be replaced with concrete structures.
Actually, there is no need to visit specific attractions, the scenery is right along the way. Lin Yixun looked out the window, momentarily forgetting her situation, and admired everything outside the car.
