A City Airport.
Amidst the bustling crowd, a low-key, ordinary-looking mother and son pair inadvertently attracted many gazes.
This pair of mother and son—or perhaps siblings, as the woman appeared very young, not much like a mother with a child of five or six—both wore large sunglasses that covered most of their faces, yet their unparalleled aura could not be hidden.
The woman's snow-white skin, delicate chin, and alluring lips drew countless envious glances. The little boy, cutely pursed his lips, held her hand, and looked around curiously.
"Mommy, this is A City!" Xiaoze exclaimed.
"Mm, that's right."
"There are so many people." Xiaoze continued to marvel.
"Son, being this excited might not be appropriate—you shouldn't forget, we're not here for sightseeing," Mu Yiliang reminded him.
"Oh, I believe Uncle Robert can handle it, and Aunt Xiaoqi and Uncle Jason will find a way to rescue him." Xiaoze smiled.
