"Young Master, I'll arrange a private jet for you immediately. It will take only three hours to reach Jiangbei!" Zhao Qingtian said.
As Kunlun's revered Saint Heir, Zhao Qingtian commanded extraordinary resources!
Kunlun, as one of the three great powers in Dragon Country, had its own exclusive tarmac at the Capital City airport. Typically, seven or eight private jets were stationed there, ready for takeoff at any time!
"Alright." Ye Wudao nodded.
"Wudao, let me go with you!" Ye Lingtian had just spoken when he suddenly coughed, fresh blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.
It was evident that Ye Lingtian had sustained internal injuries during his previous fight with Dongfang Ming and others!
"Father, your health hasn't fully recovered. Stay at the Ye family estate." As Ye Wudao spoke, he pulled out a bottle of pills from his person, saying, "Father, these are third-grade Solid Origin Pills. Use them to recuperate."
