"Don't worry, if Bale Bank doesn't work out, aren't there vampires? Before you were dispatched, you should still remember where your Blood Clan gathered, right? We can also start with the vampires," Lin Tian said with a faint smile.

"That's a bit more likely. Although my clan is different from Charlotte's, the Blood Clan's circle is only so big, there's always a chance to find them," Rossi nodded.

Lin Tian put away his passport and noticed that there were four plane tickets in his hand. Rossi explained, "Brother Tian, there are no direct flights to England from Xikou City. We have to transfer through Jinghua City, and then take a flight from Jinghua City to England."

"Looks like I'm out of touch," Lin Tian said with a slight self-deprecation. He rarely took flights, so naturally, he wouldn't know which destinations Xikou City's airport served.

This also showed that Xikou City was still far from being a metropolis, no wonder the Xiao Family was considered to have come from a small place by the larger families.

During security check, Lin Tian was worried that the Crescent Blade might trigger the alarm, but after passing through, he realized nothing happened.

Lin Tian touched the Crescent Blade in his pocket and sighed about the unique material. It's neither metal nor jade, even Xu Feibai couldn't recognize it.

The distance from Xikou City to Jinghua City isn't far. After boarding, Lin Tian felt like he hadn't been sitting for long before the plane landed. It's much faster than a helicopter.

But the flight to England was still an hour away, so Lin Tian and Rossi waited at the airport for another hour before boarding the flight to England.

Qi Dapeng had booked a first-class ticket for Lin Tian. He wasn't picky about seats, so as soon as he boarded, he prepared to close his eyes and rest—it was a journey of over a dozen hours.

Before closing his eyes, Lin Tian casually glanced at the few seats in first class and surprisingly noticed a somewhat familiar middle-aged man at a diagonal back position. After some thought, he remembered seeing him at the Tianxue Jewelry's opening auction.

The middle-aged man was speaking softly to the middle-aged woman next to him, and Lin Tian had no intention of listening. However, the first-class cabin was small, and with his good hearing, he could hear the man's words clearly.

"This England Royal Jewelry Exhibition is really high-spec. I've heard they've invited many famous jewelers, and even those noble collectors are bringing out their treasured jewels for display. It's truly a dazzling affair," said the middle-aged man.

"I wonder if the champion jewel from the last International Jewelry Competition will be displayed. I've heard even those picky English designers couldn't stop praising it," said the middle-aged woman.

A jewelry exhibition? Lin Tian was surprised. An England Royal Jewelry Exhibition sounded quite prestigious; surely, the modest Tianxue Jewelry wasn't up to par. He casually put something in his ears and began to rest.

The plane took off and cruised in the stratosphere. Luckily, there were no interruptions from nuisances like Futian Yizhi or second-class ghosts this time. After over a dozen hours of flying, the plane smoothly reached England's airspace.

"The plane is about to land. Please return to your seats, fasten your seatbelts, stow your tray tables, and adjust your seat backs to their upright positions. In a moment, we will dim the cabin lights. Thank you!"

A series of announcements played, and Lin Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although there were beautiful flight attendants to look at, the over a dozen hours of flight were quite dull.

The plane finally came to a stop, and Lin Tian and Rossi disembarked gracefully. Their hands were free compared to other passengers burdened with luggage.

The two had set off in the morning, and accounting for flight time, it was already evening in Jinghua City, but due to the time zone difference, it was only afternoon in England's Fog City.

Fog City is the capital of England. In the past, when people talked about it, Lin Tian found the name quite poetic. People didn't understand back then and considered the heavy fog a major scenic feature. He later learned that this fog was actually harmful smog.

"Brother Tian, Qi Dapeng mentioned someone would be picking us up," Rossi said, scanning the hall.

"No need to look, they're over there," Lin Tian pointed to a young man in the crowd.

The pick-up was a young man in his twenties, with black hair and yellow skin—clearly a Huaxia person. Qi Dapeng had thought this through thoroughly.

Lin Tian walked up to the young man and waved his hand in front of him to get his attention.

"Hi, you must be Lin Tian, and you're Rossi?" The young man beamed a bright smile, looking first at Lin Tian and then at Rossi, speaking in a cheerful tone.

Lin Tian wasn't surprised that the young man recognized them, Qi Dapeng must have sent him their photos and information in advance.

"Your Chinese is quite good," Lin Tian replied with a smile.

Speaking such good Chinese abroad left a great first impression on Lin Tian. Moreover, the young man's first words were in Chinese, not English, which made Lin Tian like him even more.

These days, there are many people in our country who deliberately speak English to present themselves as superior, and even more ridiculous are those who clearly speak Mandarin yet insist on inserting English words. Lin Tian despised such people; they were pretentious to a new level.

The young man smiled again, showing two rows of white teeth, and politely said, "Brother Tian, you should know that Fog City is a multicultural and multiethnic city with over three hundred languages spoken. Our Chinese is a significant portion."

"Where there's business, there are Huaxia people, and where there are Huaxia people, there's Chinese. When our language spreads worldwide, then we'll be truly impressive. By the way, what should I call you?" Lin Tian chuckled.

"Lu Bin, Lu as in land, and Bin as in courteous. You can just call me Xiao Bin," the young man replied straightforwardly.

"Oh, by the way, here is what Mr. Qi asked me to give you: hotel room keys and a bank card. There should be enough money for your expenses," Lu Bin handed a bag to Lin Tian, speaking earnestly.

"Thank you," Lin Tian said as he was about to take it, but suddenly felt someone put a hand on his shoulder.

This was England's Fog City, a foreign place with unfamiliar people, and Lin Tian didn't know anyone here. Someone placing a hand on his shoulder definitely didn't have good intentions, probably even a petty thief.

Lin Tian was always unkind to ill-intentioned people. He suddenly raised his hand, grabbing the hand on his shoulder. The hand was soft and smooth, but he didn't think much of it as he leaned back forcefully, executing an over-the-shoulder throw.

"Lin Tian, you..." A familiar voice sounded, but the person was already flipped over Lin Tian's head before they had a chance to finish their sentence.

Lin Tian was stunned by the voice. Why did it sound like Miss's voice?

He quickly looked up and saw the person flying overhead, with an exquisite face, still looking aloof even after the over-the-shoulder throw—wasn't it the beautiful Miss herself?

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