C79 The Mutant in the Head Cabin

Zhang Wei was no longer a diaosi now. Since he was going home, he had to take the most comfortable route. Huo Qingping had booked him a plane ticket from the provincial capital to White City, and it was first-class.

"Isn't this a bit of a waste?" Zywane could not help but ask when he saw the difference in ticket prices between the two