"Whoosh, whoosh..."
In the high sky.
An expansive azure sky distinct from the regular sky fiercely stretched across the firmament.
An azure sky.
The Gang Wind Layer.
A streak of gold light was speeding across it rapidly.
The endless wind whistled past the ear.
The scenery on the sides was retreating rapidly and blurring together.
A thin layer of gold light shrouded the surroundings.
Lu Wufei was once again traveling within the Gang Wind Layer.
"Squeak, squeak..."
The familiar squeaking sound rang out. The focused Lu Wufei lowering his head and looked at the white mouse that had crawled out from his collar. He patted the little one's head and smiled, "Awake, are you?"
"Squeak..."
Little White twitched his long nose in response to his father's words, then scratched at his father's neck to peek out at the surroundings.
Observing the scenery whizzing by like a beam of light, he couldn't make out anything clear.