Ten planes were flying from America to Dragon Country.
All the crew members were from the Xue Family and Blue Sky Association; there were no outsiders.
Because Xue Huan was also afraid something might happen.
"Son, you stay here and continue to hold the reins; this time, I will go back first to lay the groundwork for the Blue Sky Association. Once everything is ready, you can come back.
The market in Dragon Country is a juicy piece, but we can't let go of the American market either."
This was what Xue Huan told Xue Heng before he left.
With his own plane and crew members, it seemed absolutely foolproof.
Xue Huan chose this time to return to show those aristocratic clans in Dragon Country that when the Xue Family wanted to return, no one could stop them.
"Why are my eyelids twitching incessantly?"
Xue Heng's face looked a bit grim.
The planes had already taken off.
But his mood was somewhat oppressive, as if something was about to happen.
"It's not good, Family Head!"
