"How are things on your end?" Jeming asked.
"No issues on my side, lucky me. I came in close to Victor, and now we've already met up. We'll see you soon!"
Amy's voice came from the communication witchcraft, followed by Victor's voice beside him.
"But Jeming, be careful. There was an explosion just as Victor and I met up. If we hadn't had our protective magic on all the time, it could've been dangerous." Amy's voice was filled with lingering fear.
"I didn't expect this plane to be so dangerous. We have to be cautious."
Just now?
Explosion?
Opening the communication witchcraft's screen, Jeming looked at the distance between them, compared it with the trajectory of the energy bullet just now, and his eyelid twitched.
"Jeming?"
Not hearing a response for a long time, Amy asked in confusion.
Glancing at the giant beast's corpse swaying beside him, Jeming cleared his throat, pretending nothing had happened:
