Night Watchman.
Even cultivators who had spent years roaming Eternal Night City rarely knew of this "mysterious old man."
And those who knew of the Night Watchman's identity almost never revealed anything related to him.
This was an unwritten rule that had endured since ancient times.
Yet Wang Chonglu had never imagined that a youth in the Spirit Wheel Realm would know of the Night Watchman.
But Wang Chonglu quickly understood.
A youth capable of controlling the Non-Drowning Boat and venturing alone into the sea likely had a top-tier Dao lineage behind him. It was even possible that an exceedingly powerful existence stood behind him.
It was hardly strange for such a young man to know of the Night Watchman.
"Since you know the Night Watchman, this will be easier."
As he spoke, Wang Chonglu took out a jade slip from his sleeve and handed it to Su Yi. "Keep this jade slip safe."
Su Yi shook his head slightly. "You should give it to him yourself."
Wang Chonglu snorted coldly. "What, are you worried this matter will bring trouble upon you?"
Su Yi's eyes were deep as he said calmly, "You are mistaken. I merely believe you should have a chance to reach Eternal Night City alive."
Wang Chonglu froze for a moment, deeply moved.
Long ago, he had been regarded as a notorious old devil, a demonic giant whom everyone in the world feared to mention. He had spent years lurking in the depths of the Bitter Sea, enduring countless bloody storms.
Yet this was the first time he had heard someone comfort him in such a manner.
And the words were so pleasing to hear!
For a moment, Wang Chonglu's expression gradually softened. "You brat certainly know how to talk. Still, I am doing this only as