In the sky, many private jets were flying in the same direction.
In every private jet, there was a man who seemed to be a hundred years old.
"Since getting to know the Master, this is the first time he has taken the initiative to find me. It seems that the day is really going to change."
In another plane, an old man sat on the sofa, frowning and loosening, and murmured softly, "I haven't had a good life for many years. I thought that the Master would never reappear in my lifetime, but I didn't expect to see him in the last years… I don't know whether what happened in Q City is actually a warning or not…"
There was an elderly person who sighed from time to time as his pupils changed continuously, "Master and we are always different. It would be great if he could give me the answer to the mystery of longevity this time."
There were many old men with smiles and expectations on their faces.
