At this time, just as a plane was taking off on the airport, the last half of Lin Zheng's words were drowned out by the huge roar of the plane taking off. Only his mouth could be seen opening and closing without making any sound.

Mo Qizong frowned, not hearing the second half of Lin Zheng's words clearly. He only vaguely heard something about missing out on thousands of years.

He looked at Lin Zheng with sharp eyes, "What did you just say? What do you mean by missing out ...