The questioning voice brought a sudden stillness within the aircraft.
The tail flames beneath the thrusters gradually drew back. As the vessel was about to land outside the Martial Arts Hall, the slightly overweight middle-aged Red General made eye contact with the other person, responding with a question instead of an answer.
"Old Sun, before asking me, ask yourself first."
"Do you believe such an assumption?"
His voice was calm, causing the thin Red General holding a briefcase to pause slightly.
Then, looking back towards the three words "Yanwu Gym" outside the cabin, he saw curious onlookers peering through the windows, some eyeing them with vigilance and doubt, weak figures exhibiting wary gazes.
He pondered for a moment and also realized that his earlier inquiry was somewhat absurd.
