A disdainful look appeared on Old Demon Nightmare's face. "We ARE ghosts; do you think I'll be scared of you as a ghost? Your threats are pointless, so why don't you do something useful? What should I make you do? Hmm, how about this? Go to the Northsea Legion base again and steal another aircraft for me."

For some reason, Tang Wulin was rather relieved to hear this condition. At the very least, it wasn't an impossible task.

"I can do that, but the problem is, I don't know how to fly a plane," Tang Wulin said in a grim voice.

Old Demon Nightmare replied, "That's simple! I'll teach you!"

"You'll teach me?" Tang Wulin faltered slightly upon hearing this.

An old demon who had lived on this island for over 1,000 years knew how to fly a plane?

Old Demon Nightmare continued, "You shouldn't doubt my abilities, and you certainly...