Good people thought you were a bad person.
Bad people thought you were the helper of good people.
Before the dragon ship, Li Su's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. His thoughts were in chaos, his spiritual platform on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't help crying out inwardly, Good heavens above—fuck!
He took a deep breath. Calm down. He needed to stay calm.
A gentleman was like jade. As long as he fucking walked straight and stood firm, no one could do anything to him.
And if anyone really dared set their sights on him—heh, did they think the blade at his waist wasn't sharp?
Li Su had no intention of explaining. Once a subjective impression had formed, explanations were just concealment, and would only make people more suspicious.
As for why he didn't consider taking the next ship: since the misunderstanding had already formed, he might as well take the initiative and break the deadlock. For instance, by not boarding. That way, even heaven-sized trouble wouldn't get tangled up with him.
But as had been said before, with the Human Sect's alchemy convention underway, ships were already in heavy use throughout the Eastern Domain. At a little ferry crossing like this, if he missed today's ship, there might not be another.
And if he missed it, he would have to take the two women across the continent on foot.
This was the Lower Domain. He would have to cross mountains and ridges all the way to Great Luo Mountain, the Human Sect's holy land at the edge of the Eastern Domain?
The Eastern Domain was notoriously strange. It had peculiar wondrous phenomena where day and night were completely different. Though Li Su was more at ease with his current strength than he had