BOOM!!!
Violent firelight surged up from the afternoon sea. Raging flames spread across the surface, thick fuel drifting with the waves as fire danced and rose amid the swells of shattered metal and bones.
The sun sinking in the distance seemed to have been stained with a blood-red twilight.
Alarm sounds rang out in the distance. By the time the rescue vessel arrived twelve minutes later, all that remained beneath the extinguished flames was foul-smelling seawater. Three minutes later, Ling Shuo received the news: the client who had paid a hefty advance just two hours ago, ready to make a big move, had died directly outside the waters of the Seven Cities...
Not even a body had been left behind.
With such a practiced cleanup, the whole family had probably been sent on their way by now.
A trace of gloom emerged on Ling Shuo's face.
Something was wrong.
Among the Thousand Isles, life and death had always been commonplace. At a time like this, it was even more so. Don't know how many people were dying, dying, dying without end; it was hardly surprising.
But the place where he had died was wrong...
It was as if they were provoking them, choosing a spot right against the Seven Cities' waters to make their move—as if they had killed someone right outside Luo Island's gates. "Should we investigate?" A subordinate hesitated before asking softly.
"Hadn't it already been investigated?"
Ling Shuo gave him a cold glance. "They cleaned it up this thoroughly. We won't find anything even if we keep digging. If they really wanted to stir things up, how could they possibly have failed to take precautions?
Notify the Seven Cities Allied Defense. Expand the patrol range and remain vigilant."
The subordinate accepted the order and left.
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