Hearing this, Lin Wanzhou asked in surprise, "We're not going any further?"
"Nope. We can come back next time. We've been out for a month, that's long enough."
Xu Yun said, "After you drop us off at Anar Guli's place, head to Burqin Kanas International Airport and fly straight home. Pay to have the RV shipped back on a flatbed. Don't drive it yourself, it's too tiring."
"What about you?"
Lin Wanzhou asked curiously, "You're not leaving with me?"
"I'm going to stay here for two more days before I head back."
"Because of that woman from Xinjiang?"
Lin Wanzhou said, "You're not thinking of running off with her, are you?"
"Bullshit. I have other business."
Xu Yun clapped Old Lin on the shoulder and said meaningfully, "You worked hard on this trip. I was going to give you a sum of money as we agreed, but we're friends, right? Talking about money is so crass. So, I thought about it and decided to just forget it."
"Whoa, don't you dare forget it."
