On the way to the outskirts of Jingdou.
Inside the bus.
"The bus is so slow," Su Yan murmured to himself.
Accustomed to high-speed flying, he really wasn't used to the sluggish pace of the bus crawling at thirty kilometers per hour.
It was already past nine o'clock, and more than an hour had passed since the bus had left the Jing University Gate.
Yet, they still hadn't arrived at their destination.
To be honest, if he had known the exact location, Su Yan would have considered flying there himself. Others might worry about their spiritual power, but not him. As a being of Half-step Mythical Level, the spiritual power contained within him was vast and majestic. Inexhaustible and limitless. Flying in the air for several hours with high intensity was nothing to him.
...
Just like that, about half an hour later, the bus, which had been traveling for nearly two hours, finally came to a stop.
