"Ah Foo, come here."
A message arrived on Lin Fu's Light Computer, along with an address. Following the address, she reached the internal student dormitory area of the First Military Academy, which was not open to competitors.
The scale and design were distinctive, and the environment was pleasant; it was clearly not meant for ordinary students.
"What is this guy up to?"
Lin Fu muttered under her breath and glanced at the time. There were still two hours left until the first flight competition; there was plenty of time.
"Over here!"
Just as Lin Fu was erratically maneuvering her flyer close to the ground, a tall figure appeared on the balcony of a nearby villa, waving a glass at her.
"Fu Xing!"
Lin Fu's eyes lit up, and her flyer suddenly shot up toward the balcony at a fast and abrupt pace.
"Be careful."
Fu Xing's expression changed slightly as he caught Lin Fu's body flying towards him, and he held her in his arms, his heart still pounding uncontrollably.
