"This doesn't look like a Tide Surge. It's far too purposeful. Something really does seem to be drawing them in, stirring up their greed and agitation."
Although Meng Chong was a Body Cultivator, the Blood Flame Order was the authority among authorities when it came to sensing and exploiting extreme biological emotions. His words carried considerable weight.
Of course, in Meng Chong's mind, the greatest authority was standing right beside him.
His gaze naturally shifted toward Ronan. Seeing that, Zhang Yingying suddenly realized something.
"Ronan, what are you up to now?"
Ronan spread his hands, but before he could say anything, he suddenly turned his head. "Did you hear something?"
"Don't change the subject. You have ears now?"
"Oh, I misspoke. It was a spirit-wave vibration. It sounded like... someone was calling for help?"
"Calling for help? Who? Is there a shipwreck nearby?" Zhang Yingying actually contacted the bridge, then turned back and shrugged at Ronan.
"I said spirit waves, not radio waves."
"How far can spirit waves even carry... Never mind, forget I said anything."
Facing a master psychic who had redefined the structure of the Mental Domain, Zhang Yingying simply lacked the confidence to argue. And unreasonable pestering was not her style, so she could only focus on the matter at hand. "Where is it? There are only so many people in the Inner World. It might be someone we know. If we can help, we should."
Ronan pointed at the deck.
"On the ship? A murder on a luxury yacht?" The people in the group chat had not expected this sudden twist. Once their excitement kicked in, their imaginations ran wild.
Zhang Yingying rolled her eyes. "Hey, we came out light to accompany Lord Luo to sea. There are only a few people on this yacht, either