Soon, the convoy, escorted by police cars, drove out of the airport.
This ti, Gan Yuan, along with Huangfu Jue, Andre and Chongchong, Abel, and important figures from the country, accompanied the trip, making the lineup remarkably strong.
There were over a dozen cars, plus bodyguards, escort vehicles, and police cars clearing the way, stretching for a full kiloter in length.
Such a luxurious convoy imdiately attracted the attention of many people on the road as well as reporters.
At this ti, the square in front of the city hall was also bustling with activity.
Many citizens rushed to city hall, prepared to petition the mayor, demanding protection, and so wanted an explanation.
Reporters naturally were quick to respond, rushing over for on-site reporting, eager to get first-hand materials and information.
When the convoy reached the city center and stopped in front of city hall, reporters who were prepared to interview the mayor and so important figures in the city imdiately sward forward like bees.
Seeing this situation, reporters guessed that the figures visiting Chicheng this ti must be extraordinary.
The petitioning citizens also realized the situation and sward forward.
This high profile display was certainly intentional by Gan Yuan.
Now, with the people of Chicheng City in a state of panic, she could guess without a doubt that the most important thing at this ti was to stabilize the people’s hearts.
Winning a battle is easy, but gaining the genuine support and recognition of the people is a difficult task.
The staff had already prepared, setting up security lines, and then the car carrying Gan Yuan and Huangfu Jue stopped steadily at the entrance.
All the cara lenses and everyone’s gaze moved over to the car door opened by the staff, wanting to see who exactly had arrived in Chicheng this ti.
The black car door slowly opened, and then a tall figure erged from the vehicle, appearing before everyone’s eyes.
It was a long and slender gentleman, whose iron-gray suit fittingly wrapped his straight stature, with golden brown short hair shimring in the sunlight with dazzling gold glimrs, handso features, exuding a noble yet imposing aura.
"It’s the Duke!"
A reporter imdiately recognized that captivating face and exclaid.
This is the front line, the Northwest Army’s shells at any mont could cross the river and invade Chicheng...
At this mont, this noble figure has actually co?
Could it be...
Everyone instinctively held their breath, watching the car.
At this ti, under the crowd’s gaze, Huangfu Jue had already turned around, bent down, raised his left hand to guard the car door, and reached into the car with his right hand to lift out a fair hand.
"It truly is the Princess!"
"The Princess is here!"
...
As they watched Gan Yuan being helped out of the car by Huangfu Jue, not only the citizens but also the reporters were visibly shocked.
Indeed, it’s her, she really has arrived!
"Long live the Princess!"
Among the crowd, a citizen who was already a fan of Gan Yuan imdiately shouted excitedly.
Even though the city hall had repeatedly issued statents urging citizens not to worry too much.
The mayor and important figures in the city had given speeches multiple tis to reassure the citizens, but the situation hadn’t changed much.
Now, seeing Gan Yuan, everyone seed to find reassurance.
Even the most noble Princess herself has personally co to Chicheng, which is enough to illustrate the nation’s emphasis on this battle; this Princess hasn’t forgotten them.
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