Sea City Airport, a man and a woman walked out of the hall.
Sun Yuanyuan rushed over from the crowd.
"Sister Xue, you've finally arrived! Thank you for all your help over the years!"
"You're Yuanyuan, huh? Just as beautiful as in the video. Nice to meet you!"
Xue Yao smiled radiantly, as if a hundred flowers were blooming, utterly captivating.
Although Sun Yuanyuan was already extremely beautiful, standing beside Xue Yao made her feel a bit self-conscious.
The man accompanying Xue Yao was Zhang Kunlun, her junior disciple.
He glanced at Sun Yuanyuan a few times, offered a faint smile, and greeted her briefly, without saying much.
Having spent too much time with Senior Sister Xue Yao, he had lost interest in any other women.
"Sister Xue, let's head to the hotel, then I'll arrange for Sanming to meet you later."
Sun Yuanyuan said with a smile.
"Alright, I'll follow your arrangements. Thanks for the trouble."
Xue Yao replied politely.
