The enormous black fighter landed on the ground, kicking up dust in every direction. Its streamlined fuselage flickered in and out of view, its surface reflecting a heart-stirring gleam.
The Wang Family members widened their eyes and stared blankly at the fighter before them.
And at the young man who stepped out of it.
They had anticipated the beginning, but they had never imagined this outcome.
The Wang Family had all assumed that Wang Teng would land at East Sea Airport on a passenger plane, then take a car home. It had never occurred to them that he would directly fly a terrifying fighter into the family plaza.
The Phoenix King Fighter's dozens-of-meters-long body, elegant curves, and deep luster were undoubtedly an enormous shock to ordinary people.
Ordinary people were no strangers to passenger planes, but this was the first time they had seen a fighter that combined combat capability with leisure.
"Son, what... what is going on here?" Li Xiumei was the first to break the silence as she stepped forward and asked.
"What do you mean, what's going on?" Wang Teng jumped down from the fighter, dressed casually as though he had just returned from a trip.
"Your mother means, what's with this fighter of yours?" Wang Sheng Guo said.
Old Master Wang, Wang Shenghong, and the others looked over curiously as well. They were truly very curious about the fighter's origins.
In their understanding, this fighter should not have appeared here no matter what.
"Someone gave it to me," Wang Teng said casually.
"Someone... gave it to you??" Everyone was dumbfounded.
The answer struck them all as unbelievable.
Giving away a fighter—who could be that generous?
The problem was, this was not a matter of money. You could not buy a fighter even if you had the