"Miss Jiutiao, with our fuel, it's impossible to reach England directly; we must first go to Holland," said Turquoise Pool.
In the yacht's modestly-sized living room, Jiutiao Meiji sat on a chair, arms crossed and deep in thought, with Jing Liu and the security team captain standing behind her.
Other security personnel stood outside, vigilant against the sky and ocean.
"Miss Zhao," Jiutiao Meiji spoke in Chinese, "what was your original plan?"
"We departed from England, went to France, Belgium, Holland, then planned to go to Germany, Denmark, and finally return to England via Oslo International Airport in Norway."
"Germany might not have the mind to entertain tourists lately; how about heading directly to Denmark?"
"Of course it's possible," Turquoise Pool smiled, noble and elegant, "The purpose of traveling is to have fun; if visiting Germany won't be enjoyable, there's naturally no need to go. But—when we reach Denmark, we will part ways with Miss Jiutiao."
