"You may rest in the room."
Ancient Sword Peak said indifferently, then turned and entered the central control room. Chu Ming casually chose a room and entered it, finding the furnishings extremely simple—only a bed, a table, and a chair.
The skyship's speed was extremely fast, at least five times faster than the Yellow-faced Ghost Eagle. The flowing clouds on both sides swiftly retreated, making the scenery blur.
At this speed, it would only take Chu Ming and the others two and a half days to reach Celestial City.
"Mr. Chu."
Chu Ming was standing at the edge of the skyship, watching the flowing clouds on both sides when a clear voice brought him back from his thoughts. He turned to see Zhu Qianqiu standing three meters behind him.
"Senior Zhu, is there something you need?"
Chu Ming said respectfully.
"In Celestial Travel Sect, I hope that if Hong Xue encounters difficulties, you could help her as much as you can!"
