North line, Wangdu Airport, Liu Zhian stepped off the plane, the bumpy ride making his complexion not particularly healthy.
He slapped his trouser leg with his glove and casually returned a military salute to the few generals who welcomed him: "No need to be too formal!"
"General! Do you want to rest a bit before changing to the train..." An officer approached and suggested.
"There's no time, I need to go to the old capital today. If there's a passenger train, I'll take it, if not, I'll take a freight train." Liu Zhian waved his hand to interrupt the suggestion, speaking as he walked forward.
The officer didn't speak again, rushing ahead to open the car door for Liu Zhian. This car, imported from the Great Tang Empire, was waiting here specifically to take Liu Zhian into the city.
To ensure the generals' safety, Liu Zhian's plane did not fly directly to the old capital. Because it is not very safe there now, Tang Empire planes might appear in the airspace of the old capital.
