"The boat is moving!"
Jiang Qiao immediately realized something was wrong. The boat had actually started moving on its own.
"What do we do?"
"Leave?"
Dragon Tiger Daoist's expression changed slightly as well.
"No."
After a brief moment of thought, Jiang Qiao said, "We can't go back. That female ghost is blocking the way. Jumping into the water wouldn't be safe either. No one knows whether some evil entity might attack us from below."
"We might as well stay on the boat."
"Let's see where this boat is planning to take us."
He quickly made his decision.
Naturally, Dragon Tiger Daoist had no objections. Though the boat was bizarre and they had no idea where it was headed, Jiang Qiao's reasoning made sense.
Very soon.
Amid faint vibrations, the hull slowly began to turn.
The bow shifted in a certain direction.
Then it slowly sailed forward.
The sail on the mast did not billow, nor was there any sound of oars cutting through the water. Even the sound of the water being parted was nearly imperceptible.
The entire boat.
Seemed to be gently pushed across the surface by an invisible hand.
It was unnaturally quiet.
Only the creaking of the wooden structure echoed through the empty expanse.
The sound was soft.
Yet within that absolute silence, it seemed especially distinct.
As though the old boat were groaning under its breath.
Dragon Tiger Daoist stood on the deck, gripping the broken railing as he watched the green light spilling from the cabin sway across the water.
"It really is moving by itself."
There was not much panic in his voice, only some confusion and curiosity.
"Benefactor Jiang."
"Where do you think this boat is taking us?"
"Hard to say."
Standing beside him, Jiang Qiao likewise stared into the darkness ahead. "But