Early morning.
After washing up, Li Yahong was a little reluctant to leave. "I'm heading back."
Wu Heng pinched her cheek. "Once the airport can get our own planes in the air, it'll be much more convenient."
"I don't think planes are very safe," Li Yahong said bluntly.
"Don't worry. We'll arrange a few Skeleton Flying Dragons to escort them."
"That could work." Li Yahong's eyes lit up.
As they spoke, Li Yahong's Walkie-Talkie rang again.
"Sister Hong, we're ready to leave."
Li Yahong pressed the button. "I'm coming downstairs."
After ending the call, she cupped his face and gave him a hard kiss, then took the owl downstairs.
She climbed into the truck and left the Military Factory directly.
She was heading back to Xinfu City Base.
Wu Heng watched the convoy leave through the window, had the ghost call Xiaoxiao back, then opened a Portal himself and returned to Treasure Island.
Lighthouse Street, tavern.
The bards were still telling their stories as usual, while the drinkers below continued to cheer enthusiastically despite having heard them several times already.
When the stories paused and the bards took a break.
The drinkers began chatting as well.
"The Fountain Pens have only been on sale for three days, and there've been lines every day."
"The harbor's packed with Merchant Ships. They added two temporary docks overnight. Just imagine how many people have come!"
"The Island Master really is impressive. This exhibition has made money for the taverns and shops alike."
"I heard property prices on the island have gone up too."
"It's much better than when Occam was around."
"Shh! He's dead already. Why bring him up? This is the Association's island now."
"True! Why haven't we seen the tavern Waitresses lately?"
"Don't you know? A few of them