Chu Zhan immediately burst into laughter, lightening the sorrow caused by the farewell.
When the time finally came, Nianyang entered the security check under the reluctant gaze of her family.
From Pingjing to Beijiang, flying for more than ten hours is enough to show how far and remote Beijiang really is.
On the plane, Nianyang sat in first class, and she was the only one there. Master Chu took charge and even arranged for two flight attendants to take care of Nianyang throughout the journey.
Nianyang ate and drank well, felt no discomfort, closed her eyes for sleep, and quickly got off the plane.
Beijiang is a relatively desolate city, somewhat similar to the Arctic in later generations, with particularly low temperatures.
However, it miraculously doesn't snow, but the air is very dry and cold, and the wind blowing on the face is like a knife scraping.
As soon as she stepped out of the airport, Nianyang felt cold even wearing three sweaters, involuntarily curling up her body.
