After a hasty farewell with Qin Haowen, Xu Fangcheng led the Iron Hand Master and Xu Wentao to Hongqiao Airport in Zhonghai City.
The Xu Family's private jet was already waiting for takeoff at the base, and the staff, upon seeing Xu Fangcheng approaching, hurriedly guided the three men through the green priority lane.
Sitting on the comfortable airline seat and looking down at Zhonghai City below, Xu Fangcheng felt a sense of reluctance, so he took out his phone, opened his social circle, composed a message, and sent it out.
"In Zhonghai, just got on the plane, busy with official duties, going incognito for now."
The plane took off, carrying the three men towards Dragon City in the North. Iron Hand Master gazed down through the airplane window, a voice echoing in his mind continuously.
"I, Iron Hand, will forever be loyal to the young master, never to betray. Every word the young master speaks, is a command!"