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In the Qinglian World, a magic-driven flying boat like this definitely fell into the top tier.

Those who could operate such a magic tool were certainly not ordinary.

Even so, the entire flying boat was shrouded in a layer of cloudy mist.

Above the flying boat, alongside the deck of the walkway on both sides of the ship's body, a refined young man was hiding in the corner, intently reading the material in his hands.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, the young man's left shoulder was smacked.

The young man, very adeptly, turned his gaze to the right.

In his field of vision, a man of similar age but significantly larger and stronger stood smiling at him, "I just knew it, you sneak, slacking off here!"

Yao Wenxuan, the refined young man, merely glanced at the man before returning to his book.

Seeing this, Shang Rifeng, a well-built young man, glanced at the content of the book in Yao's hand and said, "Can't you switch to another one? I have memorized every single character in this guide."