Outside, the ship had come to a stop by the shore of an island.
On the dock, numerous figures dressed in black were there to meet them, led by a middle-aged man with a sturdy build. His face bore a ferocious old scar, his menacing aura clear for all to see.
And he was none other than the captain of the Shadow Guard, Mo Lang.
Upon seeing Lin Wu, Ren Ke, and Ling Xiu appear at the bow, his body, which had been standing still for a while, stirred. He moved forward to watch as the three of them descended the gangplank, followed by several people who eyed Lin Wu with wary and defensive looks.
As their gazes met, Ren Ke's face grew even darker.
Instead, Lin Wu smiled, her words laced with ambiguous meaning, "Captain Mo Lang is so busy dealing with countless matters that he hardly has time to rest. Now that he has personally come to pick me up, I am truly flattered. It seems the City Lord values me greatly."