At those words, the five people in the cabin all stiffened at once and silently exchanged glances.
A way to fly?
It was not as though they had none at all...
Baili Pangpang's Yaoguang could transform into a flying sword, but it was fine for flying close to the ground. Trying to descend from high altitude with his current level of Mental Power would still be difficult. Besides, carrying five people at once definitely counted as overloading it. The flying sword would probably fall apart midair.
"Qiye, how about you recite a poem for us, like you did back at the Abstinence Hall?" Baili Pangpang moved closer to Lin Qiye and asked in a low voice.
Lin Qiye shook his head. "Riding the wind can only let us glide. It works if we're jumping from a wall a few dozen meters high, but falling from this altitude... gliding alone definitely won't be enough..."
Baili Pangpang immediately looked awkward.
Lin Qiye took a deep breath, walked up to the officer, and shamelessly asked, "Do you have parachutes on this plane?"
"..." The officer hesitated for a moment. "We do, but they're for the pilot and me in case of emergencies. There are only four in total."
Only four?
Lin Qiye's gaze swept across the others, and his brows immediately furrowed.
There were five of them. How could four parachutes possibly be enough?
...Wait!
Lin Qiye suddenly thought of something. He looked up at Jialan, who was sitting off to the side, and his eyes immediately lit up.
When Jialan saw that look, she somehow felt a faint sense of foreboding...
One minute later.
Above Gusu City, a black transport plane roared across the sky. The rear hatch slowly opened, and five figures stood shoulder to shoulder at the cabin entrance,