He dropped Xiao Ya and Jiang Shishi off at work.
On his way home, Gu Zhao stopped for a bowl of wonton noodle soup with shrimp dumplings. Afterward, he picked up some white-cut chicken, roast goose, and honey-glazed BBQ pork, then went to the supermarket for some fresh fruit.
He parked his car, took the elevator to the rooftop of his apartment building, and let out a burp.
"Time to go!"
With a single leap, Gu Zhao shot straight toward the heavens.
Much like Yunyang had done, Gu Zhao made no attempt to conceal himself this time. After reaching a high altitude, he left a turbulent trail through the clouds, streaking straight for the heavens.
However, at the same time, his True Qi enveloped his body, allowing him to merge with nature. So even though his speed far exceeded the sound barrier, he didn't create a vapor cone. Instead, he merely left a swift streak in his wake as he flew straight toward space.
"What is that?"
"A sixth-generation fighter jet?"
