"Didn't you say that Long Xinghe is very likely to come from the same era as you?"
Feng Yexuan lowered his eyes, staring at her palm-sized face.
"This so-called hot air balloon comes from your era. If we were to just ride it and fly up, I wonder if it would be seen by those above."
Nobody knows what exactly the situation is atop the cliff right now.
If they are lying in ambush nearby, such a large hot air balloon would definitely be visible to them.
Once we return and report, Chu Qianli's identity would certainly be exposed.
"But in fact, the way she looked at me that night, I suspected that I had already been exposed."
Just as, with one glance at Long Xinghe, Chu Qianli felt sure that she hadn't misjudged.
Both she and Long Xinghe put a lot of faith in their instincts.
"I'm fine, let's go up first and talk later."
They were only flesh wounds; to him, they were nothing.