Chen Lin scooped Qin Chuxia up and tossed her to Song Qiuya, then pushed off with his toes and landed on the bow as lightly as a feather.
"I'm going to kill people this time, not take a sightseeing trip."
Chen Lin turned and flashed the four women a brilliant smile. "When I get back, I'll take you for a picnic in the clouds!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Lin formed a hand seal.
"Activate!"
Whoosh!
The formation patterns at the Flying Boat's stern instantly lit up, and a low boom rang through the air.
Before the four women's eyes, the enormous silver streak blurred into an afterimage and vanished from the skies above Yicheng in an instant, leaving only a faint ring of white mist.
"Chen Lin... he's so handsome," Qin Chuxia murmured, gazing dreamily at the sky.
Song Qiuya drew a deep breath and turned to the other three women, her voice regaining a CEO's composure. "Did you hear him? We need to get stronger. Otherwise, someday we won't even be able to catch sight of his shadow."
The three women exchanged glances and nodded firmly.
Three thousand meters above the ground.
Chen Lin stood at the very front of the Flying Boat with his hands behind his back. A transparent spiritual power barrier kept out both the bitter wind and the thin air at that altitude.
He glanced down at the mountains and rivers racing backward beneath him.
"At this speed, the Flying Boat will reach the East China Sea in under two hours."
By then, the East China Sea was already on edge.
Waves churned across the azure sea.
Huaxia's three major fleets were conducting saturation live-fire exercises, their guns thundering.
Yet just outside the exercise area, two behemoths were brazenly cutting across