Don't reach out—if you do, you'll get caught.
At that moment, a classic slogan seemed to come to Fu Qian's mind.
Even though his movements had been so precise, not a single extra sound had stirred in the darkness.
The force of this punishment was extraordinary, too.
If you were going to hitch a ride, you should at least try not to scare anyone.
With that principle in mind, Fu Qian had put quite a bit of work into his appearance.
Besides giving himself a new face, he had also compressed his rank, following the latest trend.
The result was that he was now a genuine Intermediate Tier Transcendent.
So when the sudden restraint hit, his arm felt unbearably heavy. Even moving his little finger took considerable effort.
And even as the suppression kept growing, the person who'd struck from behind still hadn't appeared.
Fortunately, he could still move his eyes.
Faced with such an earnest invitation to stay, Fu Qian decisively chose to keep savoring his youthful spirit, watching the waves surge outside the window once more.
This time, his youthful spirit was even more pronounced.
The ship, which had seemed to be making its way home, had abandoned its stabilizing spell and begun letting the wind and waves batter it.
In the blink of an eye, the ocean's fury swept into this space, and everything began to pitch and roll.
Not bad.
At that moment, Fu Qian's first thought was that his good habit of choosing a spot where his food wouldn't spill had paid off.
Supernatural Power was useful, but one shouldn't rely on it too much.
Earlier, with that power protecting it, the ship had been as steady as a chain of iron-linked boats. Even so, he'd put his food somewhere it wouldn't easily topple.
That