At noon, Yang Fan returned to the training ground.
Despite its immense size, the Green Winged Bird can still fly at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, completely evading all ground surveillance.
And Yang Fan, relying on his self-control, can breathe freely at such high altitudes.
When the Green Winged Bird reached the sky above the training ground, it immediately descended in altitude, found a hidden spot, and allowed Yang Fan to land safely.
After all this, Yang Fan waved his hand, and the Green Winged Bird left first.
Walking into the familiar jungle, having feasted earlier at the town, he wasn't very hungry, so he found a very tall tree, climbed all the way up, and laid comfortably on the branch facing the blue sky, squinting to take a nap.
When he woke up, it seemed to be afternoon.
