"As you command, Young Master." The old man's voice was filled with reluctant as he pulled a small boat like item from his spatial ring, slightly larger than his very palm.
Yet the instant it appeared, Fang Yuan felt an ocean of power contained within that tiny vessel.
Wei Yichen's gaze remained steady as he spoke.
"As Senior may have already guessed, this is no common trinket. This is the legendary Flying Boat. You can use it to soar the sky without the need to fly with your body. You can rest, you can sleep in it. As long as you provide it enough spiritual qi."
His tone was calm, but every word carried weight.
"But such an item may also invites jealousy, enemies, assassins. It is also why my siblings are currently sending their men to hunt me down. I also have other options to offer in place of that, clan head Fang."
Fang Yuan's eyes narrowed as a faint grin tugged at his lips.
He could clearly hear the unspoken warning beneath Wei Yichen's calm words.
