"Su Qing, how long have you been piloting the Flying Shuttle?"
"I don't know either."
"This Flying Shuttle is so fast that time flows differently inside and out. I can't be sure."
Su Qing gave a vague explanation, then put away his Little Flying Car.
For a normal Cultivator, a Tier Thirteen Dao Artifact Flying Shuttle was an extravagant waste.
Besides, if Su Qing stated a specific duration, Zhu Yuan would be able to calculate the Flying Shuttle's exact speed.
That's why Su Qing had to give a vague answer.
"You don't know either?"
"Mhm." Su Qing smiled and nodded.
He looked at Zhu Yuan's pensive expression.
He couldn't help but say, "Zhu Yuan, stop guessing. Even if you figure it out..."
"...it won't do you any good."
They were both smart people.
So Su Qing wanted to give Zhu Yuan a gentle warning.
To keep her from spreading it around.
Otherwise, our friendship could be over just like that.
