The flying boat slowly steered into the spacious space at the top of the building. This was a place specifically used to dock small flying boats.
The ceiling height was over six meters, and the interior space was extremely large.
Chen Mo discovered that not only them, but many other small flying boats were also situated within it, somewhat resembling an airport from his past life.
Except that this was located indoors.
"Will Lord Chen enter the palace directly with me?"
Having returned to the capital, Zhangsun Wuyou felt a sudden sense of relief and became much more confident, but when facing Chen Mo, his tone remained respectful.
This left many people around him who knew him feeling extremely surprised.
As for the identity of Chen Mo, a youth who seemed excessively young, they were all filled with curiosity. Connecting it to the mission that Zhangsun Wuyou had previously been dispatched to the Northwest Region to execute by His Majesty the Emperor, the name Chen Mo immediately surfaced in their minds.
However, Zhangsun Wuyou did not give them a chance to come over and chat. He took Chen Mo and quickly left this area, boarding a carriage specifically prepared for special envoys like them, and rapidly drove toward the location where the Imperial Palace was situated.
Clearly, the building just now was the limit of the distance flying boats were allowed to drive into the capital; traveling any further inward was not permitted by the authorities.
Inside the capital, which was crowded with martial arts experts, not a single figure could be seen in the sky, evidently restricted by rules forbidding them from taking flight at will.
During the day, with people coming and going, it was too conspicuous. At night, however, there should be some bold individuals who would