Human Circle

Mist.

Off the coast of Japan.

Gale-force winds swept the waves, which rolled and roared beneath the deathly still sky. Within the chaotic mist, a faint glimmer of light emerged.

It was a ship, not particularly large, rocking violently amid the waves. At the bow stood a graceful figure in a dark blue Han robe, carrying a long Black Box. Though waves crashed onto the deck, she stood as immovable as a rock.

Seawater streamed back across the deck and into the sea, yet not a trace of dampness touched the girl. She did not even spare the water a glance, merely staring into the mist ahead, where the vague outline of land flickered into view at its edge.

Wu Xiangnan stood in the cabin, steering the vessel while looking toward the girl at the bow with a helpless expression.

"This girl... does she really not value her life at all?"

He glanced at the nautical chart. They were about to pass through these waters and enter Japanese territory, and the meeting point with the Shang Xie Association that Zuo Qing had mentioned should be nearby...

Just as Wu Xiangnan carefully surveyed the surroundings, a red dot suddenly lit up on the screen, speeding toward the ship from afar at an astonishing rate!

It was far faster than any marine vehicle, and it did not seem human either. Wu Xiangnan turned toward the direction from which the red dot was approaching and saw a white, arrow-like figure rapidly closing in amid the rolling waves!

At the bow.

Jialan, who had been gazing into the distance, seemed to sense something. Her brows furrowed as the long Black Box in her hand suddenly opened, ejecting a golden spear!

Gripping the spear, she flashed across to the other side of the deck in