Aunt Mei appeared.
However, her entrance made Nian Shutong inside the Shadowless purse her lips and cringe.
Within the surrounding circle, there was the latest model of Flying Device, its exterior specially spray-painted and studded in a way that caught everyone's eye—though not in a vulgar manner, showing a certain level of craftsmanship.
The door of the Flying Device opened, and out came several dozen small Flying Machines.
Above each device unfolded a panel about one meter square, seamlessly connecting in the void to form a flat surface.
But that wasn't all. Immediately after, everyone saw a piece of priceless white silk thrown from the doorway, rolling out and flatly laid on this piece of aerial land in front of the Flying Device.
"Make do with it."
Aunt Mei's distinctive voice sounded as a jade foot stepped onto the white silk, and for a moment, it was hard to discern which was silkier.
"I had to rush out, didn't have time to prepare a carpet."
