The small boat slowed down, inching closer to the large ship.
The two vessels quickly drew within thirty meters of each other.
Fang Zhixing stood up unhurriedly and bowed slightly, saying indifferently, "Brother Gu, we meet again."
Gu Jingzhang stood proudly at the bow, his expression complex, his brow betraying an unmistakable gloom and frustration.
He had truly been outwitted by Fang Zhixing!
Ever since Fang Zhixing had been identified as the true murderer of Shen Zhiyue, he had immediately started the hunt.
This should have been an easy task.
But to Gu Jingzhang's surprise, Fang Zhixing had a couple of tricks up his sleeve, pulling off a vanishing act.
A missing person needs to be found, naturally.
Gu Jingzhang started off full of confidence, believing that with the prestige of the Shen family, finding a fugitive would be no difficult feat.
How could a fugitive not eat, drink, or relieve themselves, let alone require resources for cultivation?