Y Country Luncheng, 22:09 Kyoto time.
Fang Xun got off the plane and followed the crowd to the check-in area, and finally found his luggage on a conveyor belt.
When the phone was turned on, several missed calls popped up.
Fang Xun glanced over and a hint of helplessness flashed across his eyes.
He knew that with Duanmu's personality where everything was written on his face, there was absolutely no way he could hide it from his four disciples.
But they were still on the plane and he still had at least five more hours.
Fang Xun walked out thoughtfully and was about to take a taxi to take a walk around the Blessing Academy when he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
The fingertips paused slightly.
He glanced over but didn't notice anything, and Fang Xun frowned.
Various thoughts flashed through his mind, but his feet did not stop at all. Fang Xun continued to walk out of the airport.
But he did not go to the taxi stand, but headed towards the direction where the crowd was the most dense, and in the blink of an eye he was submerged in the crowd.
Half an hour later.
Fang Xun stopped at a bus stop and looked around. He only saw a few people rushing to and fro. The feeling of being watched finally disappeared.
Fang Xun breathed a sigh of relief and took out the map of London City that he had taken from the plane and began to study it.
I quickly found my location.
Just then, a bus bound for Blessing Academy arrived. He picked up his luggage and was about to get on the bus when he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders.
A hand reached out from the side and rested on his shoulder.
The man's smiling voice sounded from the side, "Teacher Fang, can we chat?"
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