Upon seeing the white clouds, Ye Tian thought of that green bird; when he left home, he had seen it on a tree. The airport was a no-fly zone for birds—surely that silly bird wouldn't risk its life to follow him here, right? Ye Tian suddenly recalled the intense gust of wind that day and how that silly bird fanned away a hawk with a single flap of its wing. He couldn't help but mumble about his unnecessary worries. That bird could even bring a soaring eagle to heel; flying a few rounds in the sky was nothing.
Ye Tian's brow relaxed, but soon it knotted up again.
Something in his stomach did not feel right.
It was still that alternating sensation of cold and warmth, which had almost healed and had not acted up for nearly a week. Why was it reacting now? And there was some abnormality during the security check earlier on. Could it be because they had flown high into the sky?
