The nun was very old.
Her face was covered in wrinkles. She looked like she was on the verge of death and would soon be going to meet Jesus.
She wore a very standard nun's habit and sat at the stern of the ship. Ignoring everyone else, she hugged a Bible and silently prayed.
Jiang Qiao noticed.
The other people on the ship chatted and laughed, but they always maintained a neither-close-nor-distant space from the nun. The occasional glances they cast toward the stern also carried a hint of awe.
Of course.
More importantly, Jiang Qiao sensed a strange aura from her, one mixed with decay, malice, and venom. It was hidden within her aged body, teetering on the verge of collapse and liable to burst out at any moment, revealing a ferocious visage.
"No, no, no."
Karl shook his head and said with a beaming smile, "The route here leads to the Supernatural Space, not Dragon Country."
"I respect Dragon Country. It is a great and ancient nation, but the Supernatural Space is not part of it. The Supernatural Space is like outer space. It belongs to no one and is a shared treasure of all humanity."
"And the first discoverer should enjoy a certain degree of control over it."
As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Qiao. "Forgive my boldness, but may I ask this gentleman's name? Your strength is truly admirable. I would very much like to become friends with you."
"Jiang Qiao."
Jiang Qiao said with a beaming smile, "Can we really become friends? You're not lying to me, are you?"
"No, no, no."
The smile on Karl's face was radiant. "Red High Heels never lies to its friends. As long as you're willing, we can establish a friendship."
"You know, the times have changed."
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