"May I ask which fellow disciple is before me? Why have you attacked Huang?" A voice came from within the flying ship's defensive barrier.
Song Wen dropped down and plunged into the surging sea of blood, arriving above the barrier.
The Blood Tide around the flying ship churned without cease. Terrifying force capable of splitting mountains and rending earth struck and crushed the ship's defensive barrier from every direction, producing an unbroken succession of muffled booms.
Through the barrier, Song Wen saw several figures standing on the ship's deck.
Three of them were people he had known before: Rong Shao, Huang Yangshu, and Zhu Mei.
Huang Yangshu and Zhu Mei being here was within Song Wen's expectations.
Rong Shao's presence, however, came as something of a surprise.
As for the others on the deck, every one of them was a beautiful woman. Judging by their appearance and bearing, they were likely all women from pleasure houses.
Song Wen immediately understood. Zhu Mei had come to serve Huang Yangshu, while the other women were likely there to accompany Rong Shao.
After all, the intelligence on Huang Yangshu had mentioned that he possessed an extremely strong sense of possession and never touched women who had been played with by other men.
Song Wen sized up everyone on the deck, and naturally, those on the deck were sizing him up as well.
"Since you are a fellow disciple, why do you hide your head and show your tail, not daring to reveal your true face?" Huang Yangshu asked in a deep voice, staring in Song Wen's direction.
He could not see Song Wen's true appearance, for a blood cocoon enveloped Song Wen's entire body, blocking both his sight and divine sense.
In his view, since the other party possessed the Blood Sea Seal,