Nian Yi'an nodded and stepped outside the window, spreading his wings and taking flight.
At first, he had some trouble maintaining his balance, but within a second, he had flown two hundred meters.
Yuejian exclaimed, "So fast!"
"Come down," Si Fuqing said, clapping her hands. "Don't keep flying, you'll run out of energy soon."
Nian Yi'an landed, still feeling a bit light-headed. "I feel like I could fly straight to the Western Continent."
"You can't fly that far," Si Fuqing glanced at him. "By the time you reach the edge of An City, the people from the Supernatural Management Bureau will have arrived."
Nian Yi'an fell silent, a bit dejected.
"It's really quite a fast speed he has," Yuejian said, stroking his chin. "Better than that guy from the Evolved Being Alliance, the one with the codename 'Lightning.'"
"Yes, it's a good means of escape," Si Fuqing agreed. "If you can't win, run. Run to me. Don't try to be a hero, understand?"
