A small black bird soared into the sky without stopping for a moment and immediately headed in one direction at full speed.
For Yan Fei, who was the type to act upon thinking, he had always prided himself as a man of action who completed tasks quickly. Waiting for more than a month this time was nothing short of a miracle. Now that everyone else had withdrawn from the war, he was just starting to move—it really couldn't be any later for him.
As birds go, the speed of the little black bird was definitely fast. But for Yan Fei's journey this time, it was still not fast enough—it was quite far from the speed of sound.
Before, he hadn't noticed, but this time, as he prepared for a long haul flight, he felt it profoundly. To ensure accuracy in his movements prior, he had tested his speed again, which was just over 800 kilometers per hour, a bit shy of 900 kilometers per hour.
