Luo Qing's knuckles whitened around the pen, but a surge of wild joy rose in his heart.
He had already harbored doubts over Shen Lian's refusal to relocate civilians and prohibition against raiding the two continents. Now that he heard how wary Sea Tiger was, he became even more certain that Shen Lian and the others were no ordinary people.
Then, a thought exploded in his mind:
If he told Shen Lian this information and allowed them to prepare, Sea Tiger's scheme would certainly fail tomorrow.
When Shen Lian and the others turned around and killed them, they could take advantage of the situation to wipe out all the pirates of the Pirate Continent. Wouldn't people like them, who had been kidnapped here, finally be free?
Once that thought emerged, it blazed through his chest like wildfire.
He forcibly suppressed his excitement and carefully finished filling out the register. Then, pretending to verify the numbers, he lingered for a while. Only after confirming that Sea Tiger and the others had entered the rear hall to discuss the details did he dare quietly close the ledger and leave the castle with the other "registrars."
The moment he stepped out of the castle gates, Luo Qing found an excuse to part ways with his companions and began searching throughout the city.
He hurried along the streets, his gaze sweeping across every inn, pavilion, and even the corners beneath the city walls where they might have stayed. Yet after circling Tiger King City once, he had not only failed to find Shen Lian and the others, but had not sensed even the faintest trace of their Soul Power.
"Have they already left?"
Sweat beaded on Luo Qing's forehead, but his steps did not slow.
He suddenly remembered what Sea Tiger had said—they were