Qian Daoliu: Don't Panic, I'll Tell You a Big One!

Secret mission?

Upon hearing those four words, the hearts of the Sea God Island five-man group, which had already sunk to rock bottom, suddenly leapt upward.

There was hope?

Their eyes lit up in unison, like five drowning men spotting a flashlight in the darkness. Filled with the desperate yearning of survivors, they stared fixedly at Qian Daoliu.

Captain!

As expected of the captain!

He could even smooth this over?

Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, his chin slightly raised, carrying himself like some reclusive master. He completely ignored the curious stares around him.

He looked at the bewildered Sea Witch, his voice steady and carrying an almost imperceptible gravity.

"Sea Witch, your arrival is perfectly timed."

Qian Daoliu slowly paced over to Bo Saixi's side and, with utmost naturalness, placed a hand on her lovely shoulder.

Not only did Bo Saixi not brush it away, she tightly gripped his hand instead, as if saying: It all depends on you now.

Qian Daoliu's old face reddened slightly before he spoke with righteous solemnity.

"Xi Xi, the reason they are here is because the entire continent is facing an unprecedented crisis!"

The moment those words fell, everyone present was shocked.

Qian Daoliu's tone darkened as he built up the tense atmosphere.

"A mysterious and powerful evil force is watching from the shadows. Their goal is to pick off the continent's top powers one by one, ultimately dragging the entire world into darkness!"

"And Spirit Hall and Sea God Island are their primary targets!"

Every word of that speech was like a thunderclap striking the crowns of everyone's heads in the restaurant.

Over on Spirit Hall's side, the chopsticks in Golden Crocodile Douluo's hand fell onto the table with a smack.

His mouth hung open as he stared blankly