The Black Eagle aircraft approached the Sea King, dropping a ladder.
Mou Xiao glanced in the direction where Feng Zheyu was. Now that he was the leader of the team, even though he intended for his master to leave first, he couldn't expose Feng Zheyu's identity at this last moment.
Mou Xiao turned around and grabbed the ladder first, climbing up along it.
The people with him followed behind Mou Xiao one by one, boarding the fighter jet.
Feng Zheyu looked up with emotionless eyes at the two fighter jets in the sky, then turned his gaze once more to Lu Xiaoyou.
His eyes seemed foggy, a white haze in his pupils. "Your name," he asked, though it wasn't posed as a question.
Lu Xiaoyou leaned against the wall, using the surrounding cover to avoid Long Yinxiao's sight.
She reached out and poked Feng Zheyu's chest with her finger.
The suit draped over him had already fallen to the ground during the fight.
