Ten minutes ago.
"Lin Qing, I'm ready. The metal piece with the Heavenly Orbital Coordinates you wanted has arrived at the Jin Guang Building."
Zhao Jiayi's Telekinesis Transmission sounded in Lin Qing's mind.
"Good."
The night wind was chilly. Lin Qing stood on the edge of a building's rooftop and said, "This time, you won't need to calculate the position with telekinesis. You just need to keep the metal piece below him; that's enough."
"Don't you need me to do it?" Zhao Jiayi was a bit confused.
"The speed of the throw this time will be much faster than the last, and you won't have time to control the position of the coordinates. You just need to make sure there are no other people on this trajectory," Lin Qing explained, "However, this shot of mine can only deal with Uleao on his own. If I do manage to kill him, you'll have to help me lock onto the other one."
