Going Home

Twain pulled a face as he stood outside the departure hall at Shuangliu International Airport and looked at the huge billboards outside.

It was currently overcast in Chengdu, but he still took his sunglasses out of his pocket and put them on.

There was a special lane for the cabs outside Shuangliu International Airport as they waited for the passengers lined up one after another. With no need to flag down a cab, Twain pulled his suitcase straight to an empty car.

"Hello!" The cab driver greeted Twain enthusiastically.

When he heard the driver speak English with a Sichuan accent, Twain wanted to laugh, but he held a straight face.

Dunn followed suit and pulled his luggage over. The driver eagerly helped them put their luggage in the car.

After they got into the cab, the driver started the car and to asked, "Where to?"