Ground personnel began bustling about, moving the "Flying Fish" reconnaissance aircraft to the front of the flight deck when Li Yunxiang arrived at the command bridge.
It was almost six o'clock, and the sky had begun to brighten dimly.
Like Bai Zhizhan, he had only slept for a few hours.
"To tell you the truth, even if I don't want to admit it, I have to. After just two days I cannot hold up anymore. Back when I was young, I could go seven days and seven nights without sleep and still be fine!"
"Was it that you slept for seven days and nights straight in a solitary cell?"
Li Yunxiang rolled his eyes, quite unhappy with Bai Zhizhan's tendency to bring up sore subjects face to face.
"Have you had breakfast yet?" Bai Zhizhan asked with a smile, deciding not to dig deeper into Li Yunxiang's past.
