Windhunter
The Divine Wind Plane. The Qingya Continent. In the skies, a sword-shaped metallic lifeform was advancing at high speed, moving like a flash of light.
Linley and Bebe were seated opposite of each other.
Next to them, a two meter tall man with black hair that gleamed like iron needles was standing respectfully. The black-haired man said courteously, “Sovereign, based on the intelligence reports of our Qingya Army, in the Qingya Continent, there are more than a thousand supreme experts worthy of your consideration, Sovereign. We can just select a location, then begin to choose from them. But right now, we…”
Linley glanced at the black-haired fellow, then chuckled, “Boo [A’bu], are you in a rush?”
“No, no.” The black-haired fellow instantly shook his head.