Burial Mound, Changing Fate

After Chi Shuyan hung up, she didn't remain idle either. She promptly booked a plane ticket from Fuzhou's Gaoqi Airport to the capital's Nanyuan Airport and hurriedly took a taxi to Gaoqi Airport.

Zhu Bocheng called while Chi Shuyan was on the way in the car. His tone on the phone burned with anxiety. "Sister Shuyan, I've informed Zhenbai, and the two of us are on our way to the capital's Nanyuan Airport. But the strange thing is that there are no more tickets from the capital's Nanyuan Airport to Yongning County's ancient city today."

Zhu Bocheng's heart burned with confusion. Yongning County's ancient city was located in a remote area and wasn't a famous tourist destination. In addition, it was the off-peak season, and it wasn't a holiday. Fewer and fewer people had been going there in recent years. Why was it suddenly so packed today? There wasn't even a single ticket left.