Shadow, a Fifteen-Minute God!

On the northern horizon, aboard an A-Class Airship, Qing Kun stood quietly on the bridge.

The commander said to Qing Kun, "Boss, we have no relay bases in the south. Our range will be severely reduced. Rashly entering this war could lead to enormous losses."

Qing Kun shot him a glance. "You think I don't know that? We're already here. What, take a little tour and turn around to run away? Hit them hard!"

At that moment, a holographic projection activated. On an airship beside this A-Class Airship, Qing Xing's father, Qing Yu, looked coldly at Qing Kun. "We'll reach the battlefield in five minutes. Don't start cutting corners then and burn through only my air forces."

Qing Kun cursed back, "Don't worry. I'm definitely braver than you in battle. We're all grasshoppers tied to the same rope now. Shadow has strapped us all to the same war chariot. There's no turning back."

"Good," Qing Yu said with a sneer.

Though the two of them had been tied to Shadow's war chariot together, neither could stand the other.

Qing Kun looked at Qing Yu's hologram and said, "Oh, right, let me remind you of something. If that idiot son of yours dares use a Forbidden Item to bring bad luck upon my son Qing Yi again, I'll twist his head right off!"

Qing Yu ignored him and shut off the holographic projection.

On the bridge, the commander frowned. "Boss, this battle plan is far too hasty and dangerous. It doesn't conform to our combat principles at all. You two are both battle-hardened Group Army generals, so why make such a decision? And make it together, at that? Even if we were starting a war, there was no need for either of you to come personally."

"You think I wanted this?