"Move aside!"
"Good dogs don't block the way!"
Wang Chen had only just exchanged a few words with Fei Xinghe when several sharp rebukes suddenly came from behind them!
Five or six cultivators emerged from the cabin in a crowd, one of them sneering disdainfully. "Fei Xinghe, are you standing here like a post?"
The other cultivators all burst into laughter, their eyes filled with contempt as they looked at Fei Xinghe.
"My apologies."
Fei Xinghe immediately stepped aside with a conciliatory smile. "Senior Brothers, please go first."
In truth, the flying ship's gangway was quite wide. The people behind could easily have gone down beside him; he was not actually blocking the way.
But these cultivators clearly found Fei Xinghe highly displeasing.
"At least you know what's good for you."
The cultivator who had mocked him earlier patted his shoulder and said, "Keep your eyes open in the future, understand?"
Fei Xinghe bent at the waist, his smile incomparably sincere. "Yes. Thank you for Senior Brother Cao's instruction."
Judging only by his eyes, he truly seemed deeply grateful—like a tamed dog that, even after being beaten viciously, would still wag its tail desperately to curry favor with its master.
Senior Brother Cao laughed heartily and strode down the gangway with his head held high.
The other cultivators followed close behind.
As for Wang Chen, who stood nearby, they completely ignored him.
Wang Chen watched coldly, without the slightest ripple in his heart.
Earlier, he had bought his ticket through Manager Jin of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce. During their conversation, he had learned that several other Inner Sect Disciples, like himself, had accepted protector assignments and were flying to Great Gan.
Wang Chen did not know any of them, nor did he have any interest in speaking with