"Ugh, who was that person just now? I'm so upset," Bai Ling said somewhat unhappily.
"That's going to be my future collaborator, so don't be mad. It's actually kind of funny when you think about it now," Ling Zhenfei comforted Bai Ling.
Bai Ling had booked first class, and the two of them boarded the plane. After the plane took off, Ling Zhenfei dozed off for a bit. When he woke up, Bai Ling told him they would soon arrive in Modu.
As they deplaned and walked out of Modu's International Airport, Bai Ling suddenly grabbed him, dressing him in a hat and mask thoroughly.
"Is all this really necessary?" Ling Zhenfei felt that Bai Ling was a bit too anxious.
"This is Modu, the most developed city in Huaxia Country. You're vastly underestimating the paparazzi here. It's already a stroke of luck if you can evade their eyes like this," Bai Ling said, somewhat helpless at Ling Zhenfei's naivety.