The following day, at M-state airport.
Shi Miao and Cheng Si were waiting in the VIP lounge to catch their flight. Ji Yanchen still had some things to take care of and would have to stay a few more days, so only the two of them were going back today.
It was still a private jet, but this time it was from the Shi family.
After replying to the messages on her phone, Shi Miao glanced at the time, looked up at Cheng Si who was sitting on the sofa diagonally opposite her with his eyes closed and rested, and said softly, "Let's go, it's time to board."
Cheng Si hummed in response, slowly opened his eyes, stood up and stretched, then put his hands in his pockets and leisurely followed Shi Miao out of the VIP room.
The two of them carried almost no luggage.
Shi Miao has always pursued simplicity and convenience; a backpack is enough for her no matter where she goes.
Cheng Si, on the other hand, was used to being carefree and arrived empty-handed; all he needed to do was show up.
Before boarding the plane, Shi Miao received a video call from Shi Jing and Gu Wanqing, who asked if they had boarded yet and reminded her and Cheng Si to let them know when they arrived.
After finishing the video call, Shi Miao boarded the plane, found a quiet corner by the window, turned on airplane mode, and put her phone directly into her pocket.
After covering myself with a blanket and putting on an eye mask, I started to rest. After all, it would take about ten hours to get from M continent to the capital, so I could just take a nap and we would arrive.
Cheng Si naturally sat down next to Shi Miao, but he wasn't sleepy at the moment. Instead, he was a little hungry, so he had someone bring him some food.
Soon, the plane took off and then flew smoothly at high altitude.
After taking a couple of bites of noodles, Cheng Si turned his head to look at the girl next to him and noticed that the blanket had slipped off her body at some point. He reached out and gently pulled it back up for her, and then continued eating.
He had just finished eating and taken a sip of soup when his ears twitched slightly. Suddenly, he heard a sound, like the beeping of a countdown. It was very faint, almost inaudible to a normal person, but because he practiced ancient martial arts, his hearing was naturally extraordinary.
Cheng Si frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart for some reason. He couldn't care less about continuing to drink his soup and quickly stood up to find the source of the sound.
Shi Miao wasn't going to fall asleep so quickly to begin with. When she heard Cheng Si get up and leave, she pulled off her eye mask and glanced down the aisle. She saw Cheng Si standing not far ahead of her with his back to her, seemingly searching for something.
Seeing this, Shi Miao threw off the blanket covering her, stood up, and walked towards Cheng Si, asking, "Brother, what's wrong?"
Cheng Si's expression was somewhat serious. His gaze was fixed on the gap under the sofa, and without turning his head, he said, "Don't come any closer."
Shi Miao's eyelids twitched, and she instantly realized something was wrong. She stopped walking, but didn't dare to make a sound to disturb him. She just watched his actions quietly.
Cheng Si squatted down, leaning on the sofa, and looked down. He saw a bundle of time bombs stuck to the bottom of the sofa, and the countdown screen was flashing red.
Cheng Si immediately noticed the countdown timer and reached out to pull the time bomb out.
Without the slightest hesitation, he stood up and shattered the porthole directly in front of him with a single palm strike.
The cabin pressure dropped sharply, and air rushed out immediately. The high-pressure airflow inside the aircraft quickly flowed to the low-pressure outside.
A normal person would be sucked out of the window by such a powerful airflow, but Cheng Si seemed to have nails stuck to his feet and did not move an inch.
The bomb was thrown with 0.5 seconds left in the countdown.
The moment the bomb was thrown, Cheng Si reacted quickly and lifted the sofa in front of him to block the window.
The bomb was swept several meters into the air by a strong blast of air, followed by a loud bang, a burst of fire in the sky, and the plane shook violently.
The whole process happened in the blink of an eye.
Shi Miao gripped the seat beside her, her eyes filled with shock and astonishment. She never expected that there would be a time bomb on her private jet. If it weren't for Cheng Si, she probably would have died here today.
The flight attendants, who heard the commotion, rushed over and, seeing the situation, quickly notified the captain to make an emergency landing.
Fortunately, it hadn't flown too far and eventually landed safely at the M-state airport.
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Fortunately, neither of them was hurt and they were put in the VIP lounge to rest after getting off the plane.
Shi Miao rubbed her temples and looked up at Cheng Si sitting beside her. "Brother, how did you know there was a bomb there?"
The dangerous situation on the plane was clearly not the right time to ask questions.
Cheng Si smoothed his wind-blown hair. "I heard the sound."
Shi Miao frowned. She hadn't fallen asleep; she had just closed her eyes to rest. All she heard was Cheng Si eating, and nothing else.
Cheng Si knew what she was thinking at a glance and explained, "It's a very faint sound, hard for you to detect."
When Shi Miao heard Cheng Si say this, the story of rebirth that he had mentioned before couldn't help but come to mind.
After all, she witnessed the whole process firsthand. Not only did he shatter the glass with a single palm strike, but under such a powerful airflow, Cheng Si was not only unaffected, but he also did not move an inch or grab onto any object for leverage. She certainly couldn't have done what Cheng Si did.
Shi Miao pursed her lips. "Brother, are you really reborn?"
Cheng Si raised an eyebrow, reached out and ruffled her hair, his voice tinged with amusement, "What, do you believe me now?"
Shi Miao nodded, not caring about her hair being ruffled by him, "I'm starting to believe it."
She paused for a moment, then slowly voiced her guess, "Do you know ancient martial arts?"
Cheng Si was somewhat surprised to hear this, but did not deny it. "You also know about ancient martial arts?"
Shi Miao hummed in agreement. "I saw it in an ancient book, but are there still ancient martial arts practitioners now?"
Cheng Si's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was recalling something. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "There shouldn't be any more."
Seeing this, Shi Miao didn't ask any more questions. After all, everyone has secrets they can't tell, and if he didn't want to talk about it, she wouldn't ask.
Cheng Si composed himself, then suddenly remembered something. "By the way, do you have anyone you suspect in this matter?"
Shi Miao frowned, her eyes half-closed, her dark eyes cold and agitated. Her intuition told her that this matter was inseparable from Shi Ying, "It should be someone from the clan."
Cheng Si clicked his tongue lightly, his eyes darkening. "It seems someone is getting restless."
Shi Miao pressed her temples, pondered for a moment, and said, "I've decided not to return to the capital for the time being."
Cheng Si casually raised his hand from the sofa armrest, instantly understanding why she wanted to stay. "I'll stay with you. I'll talk to Zhao Ting about the recording later. It would be best if we could postpone it, but it's okay if not."
Shi Miao nodded, "Okay."
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