At that moment, everyone felt a sudden pressure, and their ears buzzed as the plane took off. Soon, it soared into the clouds.
Though they had flown once before, it had been at a low altitude. Now, looking out the window at the clouds seemingly beneath them, Ye Zhilin couldn't contain her excitement. Her cheerful laughter filled the otherwise quiet first-class cabin.
Though it was a bit noisy, no one complained. Most of the first-class passengers were martial artists who wouldn't dare criticize the alliance leader. Besides, her laughter was a pleasant sound to hear.
Several hours later, the plane landed at Wanghai Airport. Stepping off the plane, everyone except Xu Zhiyun felt a bit uncomfortable. The temperature difference between Wushi and Wanghai was nearly 20 degrees. After getting used to the cold, the sudden warmth was jarring.
Of course, going from warm Wanghai to cold Wushi would have been even worse. It was just a matter of adjustment.
