"Hey, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so pale?"
Little Black asked indistinctly around the fruit in its mouth. It had also noticed the change in Lin Sheng's aura, though it still had no idea what was happening.
"A big fish from the Deep Sea Tribe has slipped aboard."
Lin Sheng kept his voice extremely low as he strode back to the Cultivation Room. The cabin door closed, and the array lit up automatically.
Only after cutting off all perception between the room and the outside did he slowly speak.
"And if I'm not mistaken, he's a Wasteland Martial Rank being."
The fruit in Little Black's mouth fell to the floor with a thud. Its fur instantly stood on end, every trace of its earlier composure gone.
"Desolate Tier!? You're saying a Desolate Tier from the Deep Sea Tribe is on this warship!!"
It instantly recalled the terrifying, withered giant in the Hidden Cache's Deep Pool. The suffocating Wasteland Martial pressure remained fresh in its memory.
Of all the Deep Sea Tribe's members, the only one who bore a grudge against them was probably that old fellow in the Hidden Cache!
At that thought, it couldn't help swallowing.
"Then what do we do!? He's come knocking at our door! Hurry up and think of something!" Little Black stamped its feet anxiously.
Lin Sheng's expression was icy as thoughts flashed through his mind.
He had to admit that the Deep Sea Tribe had chosen its move well. Knowing it would be inconvenient to act in Tower City, the intruder had slipped straight aboard the Radiant Light instead.
Out here in the Endless Void, aboard a lone warship, he clearly thought he had Lin Sheng in the bag.
Though the void was dangerous, it posed little difficulty for a Desolate