"If we can go faster, I can handle it. Rest assured, I've had the most rigorous training. But... what are you going to do?"
The pilot asked, a hint of surprise in his voice.
He knew Zhou Yuanjue's identity: an S Class Martial Artist, a terrifying existence whose power rivaled an entire army, a single man who could determine the course of a war.
But now they were at an altitude of 12,000 meters, flying at supersonic speed. Making the plane fly faster wasn't something that could be accomplished with brute force alone.
It had to be scientific.
"I have my ways. Prepare yourself. It'll probably be a bit bumpy at first, so it might take a moment to get used to. Also, the plane's radar and navigation map may be affected. I will do my best to mitigate this. Be careful."
Zhou Yuanjue said.
