Xu Yi strode forward. He didn't tell Xiong Bei Ming how to respond, nor did he ask him to protect Xuan Lengyan.
He trusted that, given Xiong Bei Ming's character and intelligence, he would do so.
Once Xu Yi stepped out of the cabin, Commander Shao, Meng Temple Master, and the others had already disappeared. Xu Yi climbed the spiral staircase, meeting no obstacles along the way. His senses could easily encompass the entire flying vessel.
At that moment, all the soldiers had been gathered on the deck. A room on the topmost level was sealed with a restriction. Clearly, Commander Shao and the others were holed up inside, discussing something.
Judging by this arrangement, they were evidently certain Xu Yi and the others wouldn't dare come out, and hadn't even considered attacking them. Most likely, just as Xiong Bei Ming had guessed, they were waiting for the flying vessel to reach its destination so they could catch the turtles in the jar.
Xu Yi went up to the third level from the top, then stopped. He headed straight for the room where he and Xuan Lengyan's group had held their secret meeting. Through the crystal wall beside the railing, he could clearly see that it was broad daylight outside, with clear skies stretching for miles and brilliant sunlight pouring in.
Clearly, the flying vessel had passed through the spatial passage.
He had arrived in Western Ox Continent.
Xu Yi opened the door and gave a sharp whistle. With a smack, the door to the room shrouded in restrictions swung open.
Xu Yi had barely sat down in the somewhat cramped lounge when Commander Shao charged in, followed by Meng Temple Master and the three squad officers. With a smack, the lounge door was sealed shut.
"You've got some nerve,