The Gray Vulture was much faster than the Eagle chicks, and Guding and Liliya reached Fengyuan Star in just one day.
When the thirty-odd-meter-long Gray Vulture docked at the port, it immediately drew a crowd of onlookers. Guding's model of the Gray Vulture was indeed old and similar models had mostly fallen into collectors' hands, seldom appearing on the market, let alone being flown so boldly.
Many were surprised to see only two children come out of the Gray Vulture.
A seemingly savvy young trader approached Guding, "Young brother, are you selling this spaceship?"
"Larry, I've warned you many times not to harass the tourists who come to Fengyuan Star for vacation at the port," a tall man in a police uniform came over, hand on his hip, grabbing the back collar of the young man's clothing like he would a small chicken, and hoisted him up.
"Uncle Bobby... Good morning!" a hint of helplessness flickered across the young man's face; he instantly knew who was behind him.
