Shuhang and Sixteen Had Nowhere to Run

Of course, the idea of investing in a business that "installed guardrails on flying swords" was just a thought... Shuhang had no intention of actually going into that business for now. He didn't even have the capital to invest.

"Sixteen, where's the store we're going to? Is it far?" Song Shuhang asked.

"It's a bit of a distance away. If we walk, it might take some time." Su Clan's Sixteen put away her phone and sighed. "Earlier, I wanted to use Senior White's 'Whoosh-Whoosh Flying-Sword App' to summon a 'Flying-Sword Taxi,' then ride one to those stores. But now..."

Now, the two of them had completely abandoned the idea of using the 'Whoosh-Whoosh Flying-Sword App'—what if Senior White came flying over with a series of "whoosh-whooshes" again when they summoned a flying sword with the app? What then?

The five Confucian School disciples screaming endlessly in the sky were a warning from the past!

"Let's walk," Song Shuhang said.

Su Clan's Sixteen nodded. "That's what I was thinking, too."

Just as the two of them were talking, the "golden roc" formed from Senior White's sword light flew over again with a series of "whoosh-whooshes."

After spotting Song Shuhang and Su Clan's Sixteen, Venerable White controlled the flying sword and once again descended straight beside Shuhang.

"Yo, Shuhang~" Senior White waved.

"Haha, Senior White, did you just complete another job?" Song Shuhang asked. It had only taken a few sentences, at most thirty seconds or so, yet Senior White had happily completed another job?

At Senior White's speed and efficiency, he could handle all the [Whoosh-Whoosh Flying-Sword] orders in the entire 'White Cloud City' by himself!

Terrifying!

"Mm. The five Confucian scholars were going somewhere nearby, so I sent them to their destination with a few 'whoosh-whooshes.' And this 'Flying-Sword Taxi'