The imposing flying ship cut through the clouds at extreme speed, its snow white hull gleaming under the moonlight like a majestic spirit beast soaring through the night.
Although it was such a massive vessel, the deck was completely empty.
Because Lan Suyao had deliberately chosen to keep the journey low-profile, bringing only Captain Shan and a small group of his most trusted subordinates to operate and guard the ship.
Inside the warmly lit control cabin, Captain Shan and his men were relaxing with drinks and casual conversation.
The flying ship's grand formation was fully automated, so there was no need for constant manual control or navigation.
Once the destination was set, the ship would fly itself.
After downing another cup of strong spirit wine, Captain Shan let out a long sigh.
