During the last deployment of the Yang Family, Yang Genshuo had already stowed aboard a plane and returned to China.
Upon landing in Shimen City, he brushed the dust off his body and remarked:
"I need to get myself a few private jets. Relying on schedules is so unpredictable; today, there isn't even a direct flight to the Capital City!"
He could only find an international flight arriving in Shimen City, and from there, he had to travel to the Capital City on his own.
"Planes are incredibly fast... even if I've reached the Foundation Establishment stage, it's impossible to fly to Southeast Asia. Before even reaching halfway, my spiritual power would be drained."
"But applying for private jet routes is a little... ha, why should I care about that? It's a hassle for ordinary people; I'm no ordinary person."
"I have disciples under me."
For ordinary millionaires, this could be a limitation, but for Yang Genshuo, who has military backing... it's just a matter of saying the word.
