For nearly two hours, A Zang piloted the aircraft through the sky, both hands steady on the controls, before gradually beginning to descend.
A few minutes later, the flying car landed in front of a hotel overgrown with vines.
Several identical flying cars were already parked in the open area in front of the hotel. Clearly, some settlement spokespeople had arrived before them.
Lu Bai didn't make a show of himself. He waited for Brother Biao to get out first, then jumped down from the aircraft himself.
Two middle-aged men with scruffy beards were squatting by the hotel entrance, smoking together.
They noticed the newcomers, Lu Bai and the others, and nodded in greeting without much enthusiasm.
As an aside, although Lord had never explicitly forbidden his subordinates from forming cliques for personal gain, out of loyalty to him, the various settlements had tacitly avoided developing any close ties.
The spokespeople of the different settlements had no real friendships to speak of. At most, they knew one another's names.
Brother Biao gave a brief response and strode straight into the hotel without even slowing down.
As they walked through the lobby, they saw the spokespeople who had arrived early and the men they'd brought with them, almost all seated on the lobby sofas.
Brother Biao didn't want to draw too much attention. Led by him, the four of them silently found an empty spot and sat down.
"How do you feel about it?"
After sitting quietly for a while, Brother Biao lowered his voice and asked Lu Bai, seated beside him.
Lu Bai gave no clear answer. He smiled, looking quite relaxed. "When is that Lord arriving?"
"Usually, Lord shows up when the gathering is scheduled to begin."
Brother Biao made no attempt to hide anything. He looked around and