It was obvious that Li Wenbo and his cohort of young masters and ladies from the Capital City didn't want to spend a single extra minute with an "outsider."
They just wanted to get rid of Gu Yuexi, this unwanted tagalong who had been foisted upon them, as quickly as possible.
So that very afternoon, they used their family connections to summon a private jet, preparing to depart for Hong Kong Island immediately.
The interior of the private jet was the epitome of luxury, complete with leather sofas, a top-shelf bar, and an audio-visual entertainment system.
Gu Yuexi, naturally, was assigned to the narrowest, most out-of-the-way corner seat in the tail of the cabin, a spot that didn't even have a window.
The plane took off smoothly, and soon, it had left the airspace of Celestial Fire Province.
Now that they had left the sphere of influence of the "local powers," the attitudes of the Capital City youths toward Gu Yuexi took a nosedive.
