The magnificent Southern Heaven Gate quickly receded behind him.
Lu Wufei flew straight down.
Soon, the Southern Heaven Gate and even the Thirty-Six Heavens in the distance behind him were left behind, disappearing from sight.
He raced through the sky.
Feeling the distance between him and the Heavenly Court growing, Lu Wufei felt a strange sense of relaxation enveloping him.
This relaxation wasn't physical, but it came from his soul and from his spirit.
After all, anyone who had been involved in such a serious crime as stealing Flat Peaches with Sun Wukong in the Heavenly Court would inevitably feel a great deal of mental strain.
Though working in the Heavenly Court was like working with a golden rice bowl, very comfortable, it was also extremely rigorous.
Because the laws were extremely strict.