Private planes weren't allowed to fly over Kyoto, so the family took a commercial flight. It was a simple trip, and they packed light.
On the plane, since Jiangg Yao had stayed up late again the night before, Chen Yuan let her catch up on sleep, leaning against his shoulder.
Meanwhile, Jiangg Ning, sitting on his other side, used the hour-plus of free time to read a book, making one marvel at the diligence of a top student.
The journey was smooth.
They arrived at Kyoto Airport at 10:41 AM.
Twenty minutes later, they arrived at Jingtian Lan Guan—another one of Chen Yuan's homes, though even he could count the number of times he'd visited on one hand.
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Outside the gate.
After getting out of a black, extended-wheelbase Maybach, the group gazed up at the majestic, imposing villa. Chen Yuan stretched. The butler beside him, ever so perceptive, had already instructed the driver to retrieve the wheelchair from the trunk.
