C253 The Restless Fatty!

"Martial Uncle, there are no first-class tickets available anymore. Should I give someone at the airport a heads-up for you?" Zhao Zhou inquired, standing at the ticket counter and addressing Lin Tian.

"No need. Any cabin will do. It's just a three-hour flight, after all," Lin Tian dismissed with a wave of his hand.

"Understood. I apologize for the inconvenience, Martial Uncle