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... o steal the airship. I heard from Lin Lingfeng that the alien was the one who asked for a red banner to be hung from the watchtower."

"What does it mean?"

"When Zhang Lie returns to the fourth realm, Lin Lingfeng will hang up a red banner from the watchtower to inform her that it's time to return. Once the airship returns to Zhang Lie's control, he'll never come back. That's why this is our last chance."

The hunters were clearly plotting to steal Zhang Lie's airship.

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