Chen Long didn’t expect Zuzi to agree to his request so readily.
He thought that since he had previously suspected Zuzi of being a female spy and hadn’t treated her warmly, she would hold a grudge and seize this opportunity to make things difficult for him.
So, he had not only planned to beg on his knees but also secretly brought a thorny branch, ready to publicly whip himself harshly if necessary—a real-life version of "bearing thorns for guilt."
Mr. Bo, to save you, I’m really putting everything on the line.
The elaborate scene he had prepared had no place to come into play.
Zuzi lazily and casually agreed to save the man.
She didn’t hold any grudge against him at all.
Chen Long was moved and silently vowed that if Zuzi really managed to save Mr. Bo this time, he would follow Miss Xi’s orders for the rest of his life.
He was so excited that he turned up the power to the maximum.
Aiming to deliver Zuzi to Mr. Bo in fifteen minutes...
Who would have thought.
Barely half a minute into the flight.
Zuzi in the back seat spoke in a soft voice, "Xiao Long, you can’t do it..."
Chen Long’s hand trembled.
"Miss Xi, which aspect do you think I... can’t do?"
"Your speed isn’t adequate."
"Ahem, Miss Xi, to be honest, I started flying with Mr. Bo when I was fourteen, and I’m the lead pilot in our squadron."
"So rest assured, my speed is indeed at the limit of flying... except for Mr. Bo, I should be the world’s second..."
Chen Long was pledging confidently when he suddenly realized that the airplane seemed to be slowing down a bit.
He nervously checked the dashboard and saw, damn it, the fuel tank was leaking.
This was more than just a speed issue.
There was also a danger of explosion, ah ah ah.
Chen Long got so nervous that the plane lost control, rolling over, plummeting downward.
Howling ah, he had finally managed to get her here, and if anything happened to the plane preventing Miss Xi from reaching the master, he wouldn’t die in peace.
He was collapsing in despair.
Yet Zuzi in the back seat just chuckled lightly, "Xiao Long, is this what you call the world’s second?"
Chen Long: "..." Oh my, Miss Xi, we’re almost about to crash, and you can still laugh?
The plane suddenly halted mid-air.
As if it was being firmly held aloft by a cloud.
Immediately, with a somersault, it accelerated toward Qingcheng Mountain at an incredible speed!
Chen Long was so frightened he clung tightly to the control stick.
He wanted to see what speed the plane was at, then saw the dashboard... it was maxed out!
A speed beyond the machine’s recognition!
The plane landed steadily in Qingcheng Valley.
Chen Long stepped down with wobbly knees, "Miss Xi, are you okay?"
To accommodate you, that was actually the slowest speed, the ancestor honestly doesn’t think it’s very good.
An expert team approached: "Chen Long, Commander Bao isn’t going to make it, did you call the Funeral Master? It might be better to touch up with some makeup, we can’t just bury him ..."
Zuzi gracefully floated down from the back seat, remarking lightly, "Who said he needs to be buried?"
The experts frowned upon seeing such a pretty yet young girl, "Who are you?"
Zuzi: "I’m your ancestor."
Seeing Zuzi so arrogantly walking straight towards the barracks where Bao Gucheng was, the head of the expert team, Elder Yang, was very displeased: "Nonsense! Commander Bao’s noble body cannot be trifled with by her antics. Chen Long, is this the boastful village girl you mentioned earlier? Why haven’t you driven her away?"
At this moment, Chen Long was staring blankly at the dashboard.
It displayed that the fuel tank was at: 0.
He just wanted to know how he and Miss Xi managed to fly back, oh damn!
Seeing Chen Long’s dumbfounded face, Elder Yang frowned even more.
He simply followed Zuzi into the barracks to personally expel her, "You, a country girl, are not qualified to approach Commander Bao..."
Then he witnessed an unbelievable scene.
Oh heavens, the boastful village girl was actually doing, doing, doing... such scandalous things to Commander Bao!