Of course, this count's title had actually been bestowed on him by His Majesty the Emperor, who was obsessed with collecting SSRs. The count himself had never acknowledged it.
Yu Lian imitated a move from a wuxia film, clasped his fists, and bowed. "Long time no see, Black Hero. I never got the chance to repay your kindness back then, and now I have to shamelessly ask for your help again. This is truly mortifying for me."
Black Moon Count also clasped his fists and returned the bow in an old-fashioned way, speaking in the flat, nondescript voice of an ordinary man. "Don't belittle yourself, Young Friend Yu Lian. Riding on your coattails, I actually benefited quite a bit as well. We each took what we needed, so why speak of favors and gratitude?"
He smiled. "Besides, we've recently sensed that some of our own karmic connection should fall upon this new continent, so we came here to investigate. Who would have thought that this connection would actually lie with you, Young Friend!"
Yu Lian found those words strangely familiar, so he couldn't help glancing at his master, who was admiring the scenery nearby. "Have the two of you recently sensed the same karmic connection?"
"Yes, yes—ah, no, that's not right..." His master nodded, then shook his head.
"It just happened to fall in the same place." Black Moon Count spoke with absolute certainty.
Seeing the confusion in Yu Lian's eyes, Lan Jiufeng said, "In any case, we still need to sneak into that ancient ship. Even I admire Old Friend Black Moon's light-body techniques. Apprentice, what do you think?"
What could Yu Lian say? He did feel that Black Moon Count's timing was a little too perfect, but he really was the best support they could have. In this