Carrying Lin Juntian, Zheng made his way forward. His physical conditioning was extraordinary, enabling him to leap effortlessly across numerous car rooftops. Moreover, having enhanced a basic lightness skill, his journey wasn't particularly taxing. In terms of speed, he was almost as fast as a car speeding on a highway. Lin Juntian, however, was less fortunate. The biting wind forced him to keep his mouth tightly shut to avoid biting his tongue.
Zheng was unaware of Lin Juntian's discomfort as he kept asking for directions to the White House. It was only after a while that he realized Lin Juntian had been silent the whole time. Glancing down, he saw Lin Juntian's eyes rolling back in shock. Zheng quickly stopped on a black car and carefully infused his inner energy into the man.
