The distance of over 300 kilometers, Ji Tianqi covered it in just an hour and a half—without taking the direct route.
And it looked like he could run several hundred kilometers more.
"Can he stop for a bit?" When Shen Shili voiced this thought, he awkwardly explained, "I'm definitely still capable of flying, just worried that if something comes up later, I won't be able to respond in the best condition."
Although his top speed exceeded three Mach, faster than many fighter jets, his endurance didn't compare to those of the jets.
Moreover, the distance he flew today far exceeded Ji Tianqi's running distance. From the Provincial Security Administration's base in Zhonghe Province to Hukou Waterfall, he had been carrying Yu Zhilang the whole time.
"Unfortunately, we can't."
Cong Wen's refusal seemed merciless, which deeply furrowed Yu Zhilang's brow.
"So, is he still out of control?"
"No, everything is under control," Cong Wen replied with more confidence than before.