The cabin door slowly opened.
The group of four obeyed the Bluetooth commands and silently stepped back, leaving the frame to Bi Fang alone, who stood alone in the only light, his black robe billowing with the wind.
Standing on the unfolded cabin door, Bi Fang looked down at the turbulent ocean below. The wind was strong, and the waves were so dense that they seemed to shatter into foam upon hitting each other in the air, then scatter into the sea as spray.
Bi Fang walked onto the extended platform, and looking down from the high altitude, the first-person camera angle made everyone subconsciously feel a weakness in their knees at the sight of the more than twenty-meter drop.
Even the safety assistant Pondy couldn't resist clutching his pants, wiping the sweat from his hands.
When the viewers saw the altitude, and that the aircraft showed no sign of descending, they immediately understood the production team's intention—they planned to have Bi Fang jump directly!
