"Wenyang, please support Tianxin."
Li Qingcang instructed Qie Wenyang in such a serious voice that the latter felt a little scared.
Qie Wenyang had a look of disbelief on his face. After a long moment of silence, he said, "You're kidding, right?"
Li Qingcang stood up, swaying from side to side. He looked rather grave.
Only when Qie Wenyang saw Li Qingcang's expression did he realize that he wasn't joking. He exclaimed, "Qingcang, this is a plane!"
"So what? I know how to fly a fighter jet. Flying a small plane like this should be a piece of cake for me."
Li Qingcang then turned around and walked straight into the cockpit.
Qie Wenyang looked at Ye Tianxin, who was still sound asleep. He told her, "Tianxin, we should pray that Qingcang will not mess this up. Otherwise, we'll both end up going to heaven."
Qie Wenyang would be more confident in Li Qingcang if he had to fight or do any other task, but he was going to fly a plane.