Yun Bilu was stunned. In a split second, she got off her bed and stood up. Putting on her jacket, she grabbed her wallet and ran out of the dormitory building without saying a single word.

She dashed out of campus and hailed a cab. When she got inside, she spoke to the driver and said the address written on the paper.

The driver was a talkative fellow and a bit nosy. Once he heard the address, he said, "Young lady, the White House isn't a place where an ordinary person can enter. That place is full of private, luxury villas. Only a few elite people in the entire Country E can stay there. Are you looking for a friend or staying there?"

"Uncle, look at how poor I am. How can I live there? I bumped into a friend, and she might be staying there. I want to take a look."

"Young lady, that's amazing if your friend really lives in the White House! If she gives you any money, it can last for a lifetime."

Yun Bilu was rather doubtful. "Is the White House really that powerful?"

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