"What's your brilliant idea?" Xie Xingchen's telepathic message arrived.
Lu Mingshu glanced around and smiled slightly, "You've seen the Star Sea, how about the moon?"
"…Ah!"
"Do as I say if you want to see it." Lu Mingshu ignored what he said next.
"Hey, hey! Don't steal my lines!" Without a response, Xie Xingchen muttered, "Fine, if the wife is happy, I'll do whatever she says."
"Exchange places, thirty zhang." Her first command already came.
"Move horizontally to the west, ten zhang."
"Leave the position, go!"
…
Between them, tacit understanding was secondary; it was their unconditional trust that allowed them to advance and retreat together nearly simultaneously.
Initially, Yuwen Zhuo and the others thought it would not be difficult to lock them down, but gradually, it began to take effort. Later on, they were gritting their teeth and barely holding on.
"Senior Yu Wen!"
