Chun Xiaobai stood beneath the shadow of the warship that blotted out the sky, scratching his head and ears in fury.
"Damn it! I slaved away for over half a month and only made a measly few million, while that old bastard gave everyone a way to save face and might rake in a hundred million! What a loss! A loss big enough to bankrupt my grandmother!"
Just then, Fang Yuan and Bai Jin'er, who had emerged earlier from other directions, also spotted Chun Xiaobai in the crowd.
But they exchanged a glance and tacitly agreed not to join him.
A beautiful figure in a white dress stood at the bow of the grandest Phoenix Chariot warship at the head of the fleet.
Her frost-cold, phoenix-shaped eyes were fixed on the crowd below, scanning the face of every disciple boarding the various sects' warships.
That beautiful figure was none other than Qin Ruoxue!
At a time like this, if the three of them stood together, Qin Ruoxue would certainly grow suspicious even if she failed to recognize them.
Just then, however, Chun Xiaobai's sharp gaze caught two familiar figures among the disciples preparing to board.
One was Li Xuanfeng, the underling he had previously intended to take under his wing. The other was Lin Yue, who was always fond of pressing her chest against him.
But he saw no sign of Wu Liang.
Of those few people, the one Chun Xiaobai valued most was actually Wu Liang, who seemed simple and honest but was observant at heart.
What a pity. Women had held that fellow back.
Chun Xiaobai's brows knitted despite himself. His gaze swept back and forth through the returning disciples several times, but he still could not find Wu Liang.
That left only two possibilities.
Either he was