"Because anyone who makes Crimson Sand Wolves run without drawing a weapon is not ordinary."
By the evening of the sixth day, they reached a large trading town.
The town was built around a spiritual transport station.
Several giant flying ships were docked above the central square.
One of them was heading directly toward Skyfall City.
Su Yubing looked up.
"That would save us time."
Mo Yuxin nodded.
They bought two tickets.
The ship was crowded.
There were hundreds of cultivators aboard.
Mo Yuxin looked at the seating arrangement.
Their seats were separated.
She stared at the attendant.
"Can we sit together?"
"The seats are assigned."
Mo Yuxin looked at Su Yubing.
Su Yubing looked amused.
"It is only a few hours."
Mo Yuxin frowned.
"No."
She turned back to the attendant.
"How much to change seats?"
The attendant named a price.
Mo Yuxin paid.
Five minutes later, they were sitting together.
Su Yubing leaned against her shoulder.
"Happy now?"
"Very."
