Yu Sui had finished teasing them, but she still let the injured Zhang Xiangyun and Luo Fu board the Spirit Bird.
Nian Qiuyan led the way, avoiding the crowd as they made their way through a passage in a corner at the stern. He had just turned around when Luo Fu grabbed him by the collar and hurled him against the railing wall. A loud thud rang out.
Luo Fu didn't even care whether he would draw other people's attention. He braced his bent arm against Nian Qiuyan's throat, forcing him to tilt his head back and look at him.
The back of Nian Qiuyan's head slammed hard against the wall. He frowned and looked up, Luo Fu's icy, furious face reflected in his eyes.
"You'd better explain what happened just now." Luo Fu glared at Nian Qiuyan, fury burning in his eyes. A trace of murderous intent edged his voice. "Why didn't the School of Names' Words in the water attack you?"
Luo Fu usually seemed indifferent, as if nothing concerned him. But the attack underwater had nearly cost him and Zhang Xiangyun their lives. The terrifying turn of events had left Luo Fu shaken—and furious.
Zhang Xiangyun was the most badly injured. His face was deathly pale after boarding, and he hurriedly took medicine from his Mechanism Box. He shot a gloomy glance at Nian Qiuyan, whom Luo Fu had pinned down, and said in a low voice, "You brought someone else along to attack us underwater?"
Nian Qiuyan couldn't help laughing at the sarcasm in his words. He looked at Luo Fu and Zhang Xiangyun as if they were idiots. "Why would I go to all that trouble?
"If I wanted to kill you two, would I need someone else to help?"
Luo Fu was enraged by