After quite a while, Ling Zhenfei finally asked: "The three people you mentioned earlier should all be going to Foreign Land Space this time, right? I just want to see what these peculiar figures from the Three Great Immortal Palaces look like."
The plane finally landed slowly at the airport in the Provincial City. It was now the afternoon.
The four of them walked toward the outside of the airport.
Sun Wei turned to Ling Zhenfei and said: "Brother Ling, since we've landed, we should be at your home turf now."
Ling Zhenfei nodded and said: "That's right, we're definitely at my home turf now. No need to say anything else, but there'll surely be enough food."
Zhang Zhenlin laughed out loud and said: "Great, luckily we didn't go out for food yesterday; now we can eat more."
As they walked, they chatted, and Ling Zhenfei's expression changed slightly. He said to Sun Wei and Zhang Zhenlin: "You guys have no problem eating at my estate, but I have one condition."
