While reading on phone, after the conversation between the father and daughter had come to an end, Harada Ichiro asked his daughter, "Did Xiao Feng come by just now? I didn't pay much attention!" Reiko replied, "He probably did. We were so focused on what we were doing that he might have felt it would be disruptive, so he left." "Such a pity," Harada Ichiro said. "Never mind. Now that we're family, we won't need to be so formal..." As she said this, a gentle blush rose to Reiko's cheeks. The old man smiled and said, "Yes, once we're family, we won't need to be so polite. Xiao Feng is truly excellent—your daughter, you should make the most of him. Men like that aren't easy to find!" "Got it," Reiko said, giving her father a slightly scolding look. Outside the plane, Qin the Young finally made out the dark protrusion beneath the wing—Yaya truly had a bomb. A single antenna sticking out indicated that this bomb was remotely triggered, not time-delayed. With a thought, he used his flying sword to cut it off and stored it in his talisman. Yet he still couldn't breathe easily, as it remained uncertain how many bombs had been installed aboard. Typically, for safety, they would install more than one—Qin the Young always ensured at least two. He continued inspecting the rest of the aircraft, focusing particularly on the fuselage and the other wing, areas that had been prioritized during the initial inspection since the crew couldn't reach the upper sections. Indeed, another dark protrusion was found on the lower section. He moved slowly toward that area, wishing he had flown the plane more slowly from the start—there had been no way to anticipate such complications. In the southeastern waters, on a large transport helicopter, Shadow Ninja's expression was calm and composed, yet his eyes gleamed with unmistakable joy. He believed his plan was finally coming together—not only to avenge the previous sword clash, but also to redeem himself and regain the trust of his team leader. At that moment, his phone rang. "Hello, what's up?" he answered, his face suddenly shifting to concern. "You're certain the other side is moving so quickly? Did something go wrong—has our plan been exposed? Right, I understand. As soon as they reach the designated area, we'll immediately trigger the explosion!" The helicopter was traveling faster than anticipated, making it impossible for the three ships to arrive at the target zone simultaneously with the crash. Shadow Ninja remained undisturbed. A little delay was fine—let the Chinese crew soak in the water a bit longer. There was no harm in that. Less than five meters remained, and Qin still kept striving. Suddenly, a red light flashed on the bomb—indicating normal signal transmission—which meant someone had activated it via radio, likely triggering an immediate explosion. "Damn it," he muttered, immediately ordering the flying sword to move. Under the pressure of sheer anxiety, as the sword cut the bomb, it also severed a large section of the fuselage paint. "Hey!" he added, cursing again, as the bomb began to free-fall downward. Just as he could finally take a deep breath and prepare to enter the small cauldron, the bomb exploded. Due to its only having fallen about fifteen meters, the shockwave still significantly affected the aircraft structure. Qin nearly got swept away by the blast wave, but fortunately, he had firmly grasped a protruding part of the plane's body, and his outer garment was now torn and disheveled. The passengers felt a severe shaking. The teacups in front of the father and daughter were knocked off their tables. The captain worked hard to maintain the aircraft's attitude, while the co-pilot assisted beside him. "What's going on? Is it air turbulence?" asked the co-pilot. The captain shook his head. "It's impossible. The weather has been so clear today—completely cloudless—how could there be turbulence? I just heard what sounded like an explosion. Maybe there's a problem with the plane. You go check it out right away—I'll stay here." "Got it. I'll be right there." The co-pilot unbuckled his seatbelt and walked toward the rear. Outside, Qin Feng stared in astonishment at the fuselage cracked by the explosion—the widest crack exceeded four centimeters in width and stretched nearly a meter in length, clearly revealing various electrical components inside. The aircraft manufacturer had used extensive amounts of aluminum to reduce the plane's weight, especially in the outer skin, which was primarily made of aluminum alloy. While this reduced the weight, it also compromised the structural strength. The bomb exploded at a distance of about fifteen meters, already causing such severe damage—imagine what would happen if it were right against the plane! The crew who loaded the bombs clearly understood the aircraft's vulnerabilities. They placed one bomb on the wing and another directly beneath the fuselage, where the most sensitive electronic components were located—two of the most critical spots. Damage to either would surely render the plane inoperable. Most critically, white smoke began seeping from the crack. "NND, this is serious," Qin Feng knew well that even minor incidents on an aircraft could escalate into major emergencies. As someone who didn't understand aircraft maintenance, he could only watch helplessly. The co-pilot, passing through the cabin, asked Qingzi, "What just happened?" "It might be a mechanical issue with the plane. I'll go check it out. Please don't worry—just stay seated," the co-pilot said. "That's fine. If you need anything, just let me know," Origuchi said. The co-pilot hurried forward, and the father and daughter exchanged a glance, then sat down again with perfect synchrony. Qin Feng walked to the cockpit and said to the captain, "Full speed flight. Also, establish contact with the nearest airport, have them prepare accordingly, and request locations that can meet our emergency landing requirements. We're preparing for the worst!" "Got it, boss." He picked up the radio again. "First officer, since the fault can't be manually resolved, let's bring her back." Qin Feng patted the captain on the shoulder, encouraging him, "I have full confidence in you. And rest assured—no matter what, we won't die. I guarantee that."