Though everyone thought as much, none of them was foolish enough to say it aloud.
First, these people had taken them in, after all. Second, the two sides were worlds apart in both numbers and strength.
And those who lacked strength had no right to stir up trouble.
Yet their refusal to cause trouble did not mean the people aboard Ship Ten would do the same.
Su Jiu felt eyes sweeping over their group, some openly and others covertly, the moment they stepped off the Flying Boat.
Those gazes were far from friendly. Beyond indifference and scrutiny, several clearly belonged to people itching for trouble.
Someone laughed loudly without the slightest courtesy. "Are you all the cultivators left from your ship?"
The speaker's gloating practically spilled over the sides of the ship.
The faces of those who had just disembarked from the Flying Boat immediately turned livid, but the ship's rules kept them from striking.
Someone behind the man laughed along. "Why rub salt in their wounds? Perhaps they really do have some ability, since they survived."
"Or perhaps they just shoved their companions in front of them to block the Demon Beasts."
Another round of jeers followed. Most people, of course, chose to ignore it or simply returned to their cabins. Those who enjoyed stirring up trouble were still a minority.
The ringleader spoke again. "Now that you're aboard our ship, behave yourselves. Remember, you're only here because we took you in. We saved your lives!"
Just then, a cool female voice rang out from the group that had disembarked from the Flying Boat. "I'm curious. Have you bought Ship Ten, to be acting so arrogantly? Wasn't it the ship's owner who saved us? What does that have to do with you?"
The laughter faltered. The troublemaking man's face