The plane flight took a little over two hours. The private island we lived on was a ways off from Human Territory mainland, all the way out at sea in the middle of nowhere. Thankfully, though, my father's jet was pretty damn fast, probably enhanced with magic somewhere.
Lin Luo was also a better pilot than expected—she knew how to avoid wind currents and the like to speed up our journey and make it safer, so despite her harsh words at the beginning of the flight, she actually did care about her passengers' safety.
Well… either that, or she just knew she crashed the plane, she would die too. We were on the same boat here—or rather, the same plane.
In any case, because there was really no good place to land in the mountain ranges due to the landscape and the thick fog, so we were kind of forced to drop from the air like skydivers.
Haha, who am I kidding. I had Sky Magic.
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