After Dragon King Xu laughed soundlessly, he checked the wind direction and ordered the sails raised, ordering them to break out with all their strength.
Now that they knew the direction of their breakout, the rest was no longer something Zhang Xiaohua needed to worry about. The entire giant ship erupted into chaos, just short of chickens flying and dogs leaping.
Dragon King Xu's sailors had weathered many battles. After a bout of frantic activity, order gradually returned. Before leaving, Jing Lao Er gave Zhang Xiaohua a complicated look, but in the end, he did not lower himself to say anything.
Qin Shiyue stared at Zhang Xiaohua for a long while, until his scalp crawled, before finally saying, "If anything happens later, follow me."
Zhang Xiaohua nearly fell to the ground when he heard that. Was that concern, or a warning?
Still, Zhang Xiaohua naturally knew that Lord Qin was someone Dragon King Xu considered important enough to protect. Following him could not be wrong. Zhang Xiaohua nodded and agreed with a smile. Qin Shiyue returned to the first-floor hall, while the others, full of doubts, followed behind him.
In truth, when Zhang Xiaohua had said he sensed ships behind them, no one had believed him. They were all people with profound inner strength; by channeling internal energy into their eyes, they could see farther than ordinary people. But in this pitch-black night, without star or moon, what good was internal strength? Yet the facts proved that the youth had not spoken falsely. There were indeed the six ships he had mentioned—not one more, not one fewer! They dearly wished to ask exactly how this youth had known, for they still did not quite believe his claim that it had been by feeling. Perhaps this "feeling" was merely a cover.