Feng Jun rushed out of the Elite Club without sparing a thought for anything else, heading straight for the vehicle where he had kept Zhao Yuhai.
Time was tight. He had knocked Zhao Yuhai unconscious early that morning, and twenty hours had already passed.
Most importantly, he needed to send the family of three back to Ming City as soon as possible.
Afraid that the three of them would be spotted in Ming City, he had brought them to Yang City and even assigned Gu Jiahui to guard them—not because he wanted to use child labor, but because Gu Jiahui had learned about the operation through her mother and insisted on taking part.
When he reached the parking spot, he did not waste time talking. He carried the three people out of the car and boarded the Light-Yin Shuttle.
The Light-Yin Shuttle was a magical artifact from the Jade Ruins, a Flying Boat capable of carrying several people. Its speed... was not actually as slow as people imagined.
As long as enough spiritual energy was poured into it, the Light-Yin Shuttle could move extremely fast—otherwise, why would it be called "Light-Yin"?
Feng Jun took only an hour to bring them back to Ming City, faster than a plane—there was no helping it, he was in a hurry.
As a result, he had used up forty percent of the spiritual energy in his body, which was no small price.
And considering that he had spent more than a hundred thousand at the Elite Club and made two special trips to Ming City... forget it. The man was already dead, so there was no point saying more.
He brought them into their residence, lifted the Drowse Art from all three of them, then turned and left, taking care not to let the