Inside his private plane at the brightly lit airport, Di Mo was holding the sleeping Lily in his arms.
Amidst the darkness of the night, they were flying towards the other side of the ocean where their next destination laid awaiting.
Rome, Italy. Ancient Europe's kingdom, the lair of a pronounced culture, with a long-standing history and a set of innumerable heroes. To not mention their achievements and contributions, just look at the countless historical sites and relics.
However, none of those things concerned Lily.
When she opened her eyes to see the country in front of her, her mind felt sluggish. Italy, she was well too familiar with it, and it's this familiarity that made her horror-stricken.
Sitting inside a limousine-type Cadillac, Lily didn't even think about the reason behind Di Mo's fondness for this car's model. Widening her beautiful pair of eyes, she raised her head to look at Di Mo's wooden expression, asking, "Why have we come to Italy?"
