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"Then how will you go back? You're not planning to walk, are you? It's not going to give you a lift."
Seeing Feng Yuan's gaze fall on the White Wolf Deity following behind, Yao Yin, dissatisfied, pulled out a sword and said,
"Guess."
"Sword flying? You sure you can do it?"
"Who says I..."
With a casual toss of the sword in her hand, the sword grew larger in mid-air, but instead of floating as Yao Yin had expected, it plunged straight down, and with the great thud of the Greatsword hitting the ground, Yao Yin shrank the sword down, picked it up, and laughed awkwardly, saying,
"That was a demonstration of what not to do. Of course, my transportation is this~"
Looking at the wooden boat in Yao Yin's hand, Feng Yuan smirked and said,
"Another wrong demonstration? A sky-traveling boat is subject to more restrictions than sword flying, you know~"
