Day had just broken when Zhou Fan, along with Bai Zhi and the twins, drove away from Netherworld King's Hall, heading north.
As for Feng Shen, Qian Rong, and Wang Tianshuang, he told them to fly back on their own. After all, Zhou Fan's group of four had other business to attend to.
Around noon, Zhou Fan and the others finally boarded a plane.
After takeoff, Zhou Fan had wanted to chat with the three girls, but he found them all meditating with their eyes closed. Bored, he rolled his eyes.
'Why is every single one of them so diligent?'
Zhou Fan glanced around. 'If all else fails, I'll just go flirt with a flight attendant,' he thought. But after a look, he found that the flight attendants on this flight were a bit of a disaster, so he gave up on the idea. He focused his mind, sinking it into his Dantian to examine the state of his body.
