Jiang Shouzhong had intended to share ngniang’s burden, but unexpectedly, ngniang seed to crave his body, which left him quite depressed.
He also rembered the dream he had about the Water Moon Dream.
Could it be...
ngniang had ultimately succumbed to corruption?
But why would she bite his neck? Although the bite didn’t kill him in the dream, it did draw blood.
Could it be that ngniang is actually a sadist deep down?
Jiang Shouzhong couldn’t understand.
However, the White-Haired King of Pancakes also said that so dreams required uncovering the truth, while others should be left alone, allowing them to unfold on their own.
...
The next day, the sky appeared gloomy and misty.
The sudden murder case from last night hung over the passenger ship like a dark cloud, filling the entire vessel with an indescribable oppression, causing many to remain in their rooms, unwilling to go out.
The guests staying near Mr. Yu also moved to another room.
Although Chu Qi had explained that the likelihood of Mr. Yu being the murderer was small, under the voices of speculation, the stigma of suspicion lingered, making it unnerving to stay near him.
After washing up, Jiang Shouzhong went up to the deck.
The girl nad "Leng Jing," as usual, stood at the bow of the ship. The morning breeze brushed her hair tips, her clothes fluttering, her young face tinged with worry.
"Good morning."
Upon seeing Jiang Shouzhong, the girl blood into a bright and cheerful smile, refreshing and charming.
Jiang Shouzhong nodded slightly and asked, "Where’s your father?"
Leng Jing pursed her lips slightly, whispering, "Sothing happened, he went back to the sect." Her words carried a barely noticeable concern.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shouzhong softly "oh" and imdiately fell silent,
Then neither of them spoke again.
After a while, Chu Qi, with dark circles under his eyes, ca to Jiang Shouzhong’s side, accompanied by a tall, thin man.
The man was dressed in dark blue garnts, in his forties, with a sowhat indifferent deanor. Though thin, his arms were muscular, and his temples prominent, suggesting he was an expert in external martial arts.
Every move he made hinted at the power of thunder and wind.
Chu Qi, looking exhausted, rubbed his cheeks and said helplessly to Jiang Shouzhong, "We’ve investigated everything we could, but found no clues. I guess the murderer might have left already."
"All night?" Jiang Shouzhong raised an eyebrow.
Chu Qi nodded and replied, "Afraid of another murder happening, we kept patrolling the ship."
Jiang Shouzhong couldn’t help but admire that.
In a foreign place facing a murder case, it was comndable for a public official to act in such a manner.
"Oh, right, let introduce you."
Chu Qi slapped his forehead and hurriedly said to Jiang Shouzhong,
"This senior is surnad Zheng, the leader of the Qingzhou Divine Fist Sect, once a disciple of Huoyun Mountain, later establishing his own sect. Now his cultivation has reached that of a Great Profound Sect Master; last night he helped patrol and guard."
Huoyun Mountain?
Wasn’t that the sect of Supervisor Li Nanshuang?
Jiang Shouzhong imdiately felt a sense of kinship and smiled with a bow, "Jiang Mo has seen Master Zheng."
However, Master Zheng was quite aloof, barely glancing at Jiang Shouzhong, and said flatly, "To achieve a first-grade martial arts artist at your age is quite good, just a bit behind ."
Master Zheng kept his hands behind his back, fully embodying the grandmaster’s style.
The atmosphere turned cold suddenly.
Chu Qi looked sowhat awkward and gave Jiang Shouzhong an apologetic smile.
Jiang Shouzhong didn’t mind.
Seeing the cold reception, he hesitated for a mont but decided to reveal so clues to Chu, "Chu, do you think Mr. Yu could be the murderer?"
"Highly unlikely."
Chu Qi shook his head without hesitation, "I’ve investigated thoroughly; he’s not a practitioner."
Jiang Shouzhong further inquired, "Then do you believe what Mr. Yu said?"
"This..."
Chu Qi hesitated for a mont.
Jiang Shouzhong chuckled, "I believe his words, and I think... that woman in white is connected to him. After all, Mr. Yu didn’t just accidentally see the other party; he saw her openly, which ans she didn’t care about being found by Mr. Yu."
Chu Qi stroked his chin, pondering, "So, Master Jiang ans to suggest, we should still focus on Mr. Yu?"
"I’m just offering a thought."
Jiang Shouzhong smiled faintly.
Just then, a streak of white light appeared in the sky, like a teor cutting across the firmant, arriving in an instant.
Everyone watched as a woman in blue gracefully landed on the deck.
The woman, of ordinary appearance, carrying a flying sword on her back, naturally exuded a formidable aura that indicated her cultivation was nothing ordinary.
To wield a flying sword, she had to be at least within Heaven Desolation Boundary.
Master Zheng’s expression shifted, his earlier aloofness replaced by tension.
"Miss——!"
The woman in blue, seeing Leng Jing standing at the bow, imdiately quickened her pace, her tone unable to hide her urgency, "Miss, I finally found you."
"Wu?"
The girl Leng Jing showed a hint of surprise in her expression.
The woman addressed as "Wu" wasted no ti in grasping Leng Jing’s arm tightly, her words urgent: "Miss, the situation is urgent. We must return to the sect imdiately. There’s been a major incident at Tianqing Manor!"
"Wait a mont!"
Seeing the other party intending to drag her away by force, Leng Jing broke free and asked, "What about my father?"
Wu anxiously said, "The elder attempted a coup and escaped Tianqing Manor after being injured by the manor head. However, the manor head is seriously injured. He instructed to bring you back quickly to avoid harm from the elder."
"But... but my father told not to go to the sect."
The girl appeared sowhat at a loss.
Wu stamped her foot impatiently, "Miss, it was the manor head himself who sent to fetch you. We can’t delay any longer. If we encounter the elder, my cultivation level is no match for his, please hurry!"
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