"This body... he died by suicide. It wasn't an Aberrant's revenge after all."
Qin Feng unzipped the body bag, frowning. He drew a little blood from the corpse with a syringe, then injected it into his own arm.
He closed his eyes, seemingly sensing something.
"No, it's fear. Zheng De experienced intense fear before he died. Someone killed him."
Qin Feng's handsome brows furrowed.
Evening arrived, and with it, dinner.
In the first-class dining room, music mingled with the scents of champagne and cheese.
Well-dressed gentlemen invited lavishly attired ladies to dance, their graceful steps following the elegant melody.
"Phew..."
After dealing with a wealthy family from the Land of Exiles, Ivy finished the last of her red wine, dabbed the corners of her mouth with a napkin, and sighed in relief.
That family was from the Gumei Collectibles Company, which had risen to prominence over the past three years. They had supposedly found a treasure in the East Roman Sea and become rich overnight.
Some of their collectibles even dated back to the First Epoch, possessing immense research and collector's value. As a result, the Qian Clan's standing had risen along with their fortune.
"I think I heard that the Qian Clan's granddaughter, Qian Xinran, is marrying a wealthy man from the Uman Islands. Two powerful families joining forces. Could they be going there for the engagement?"
Ivy gossiped, a little tipsy from the wine. She said goodbye to Xu Jiaojiao, whom she had just met and who clearly knew nothing about upper-class social etiquette, then returned to her luxurious suite aboard the cruise ship.
She kicked off her high heels and lay on her back on the soft princess bed. The sunset streamed through the balcony and fell across her face.
Ivy felt troubled.
"Why does the