"What was that?" Dachun was startled by Zeng Anmin's alarmed, jumpy demeanor.
Zeng Anmin had no time to mind him. He drew a deep breath and abruptly rose to his feet.
"Find my father!"
With that, he strode straight outside.
Zeng Anmin's expression was extremely solemn.
An Shiyi was a clam spirit!
Who did not know what clams looked like?
Prince Jiang cultivated martial arts with Demon Race Vital Blood. The fish scales covering his body practically announced to everyone that he was a Fish spirit!
And Nan had made it very clear.
If one used this method for Opening the Heavenly Gate, one would also obtain the Talent Power of the blood essence's owner.
In other words, there was another Fish spirit in the city right now...
The moment Zeng Anmin reached that conclusion, his scalp went numb.
As his thoughts shifted, his pace quickened.
"Young Master, wait for me!"
Seeing Zeng Anmin's hurried figure, Dachun quickly chased after him...
Outside Liangjiang Prefecture City.
Upon the vast river.
Three merchant ships stood side by side.
Each vessel was more than ten zhang long.
On the deck of the lead merchant ship, two figures gazed over the river, their eyes calm and unruffled.
"His Highness is still in the city. How can we act so rashly?"
The man on the right wore a scholar's robe. His expression was composed and his voice steady as he frowned at the burly man to his left.
As he spoke, concern surfaced on his face. He looked toward the other two enormous ships behind them.
"In all things, we cannot be hasty..."
The man on the left had coarse, rugged features. Every one of his brows was like a steel needle, and a great ring of whiskers framed his face. With a lion's