Sun Boyi unlocked his phone and, following the navigation, led Qiao Sang to a large grey Flight Type pet beast.
The grey Flight Type beast had a flight license imprinted on its side and ten seats strapped to its back. Most of the seats were already filled, with only two vacant.
"Master, are we going to Modin Hotel?" Sun Boyi asked.
"Yes." The middle-aged man seated alone in the front row turned his head and asked, "Is the tail number 3345?"
"Mhm." Sun Boyi nodded.
"Come aboard." The middle-aged man said.
Qiao Sang and Sun Boyi climbed aboard, buckled their seat belts, and the grey bird took off into the sky.
Underneath the vast night sky, various shapes of Flight Type beasts carried people at a steady pace.
The Imperial Capital was incredibly prosperous at night, with dazzling holographic neon lights everywhere. The grey Flight Type beast wasn't flying too high, so by looking down, one could see some particularly striking buildings.
"Ya Ya!"
