Sea Tide Town.
It was a small town, built near the northernmost coastline of the O'Brien Empire. Beside it lay the Yulan River-the largest inland river on the entire Yulan Continent, entering from the North Sea and running through all four great empires, its dense network of tributaries sustaining more than half of humanity.
The town stood right near the mouth of the Yulan River and had a dock. Loa planned to travel south by boat, straight to Chiyan City, the capital of the O'Brien Empire.
The moment he entered town, Loa sensed it.
Someone had set their sights on him.
A week had passed since those six men in black had died. He had made no deliberate effort to hide his movements that week, traveling and stopping as he pleased. If whoever was behind them cared to, they should have caught up long ago.
Now they had finally come.
He looked toward the gaze he had felt.
Two figures stood at a street corner. The moment they saw him turn his head, they ducked out of sight.
Only two?
Loa raised his eyebrows. That confident? Or had the mastermind come in person?
But their furtive behavior hardly suggested powerful fighters. If they really were Saints, they should have charged straight at an Eighth-level Warrior like him.
He would deal with whatever came his way.
He found an inn and took a superior room. He also ordered a tableful of local specialties from the attendant-the seafood was bound to be fresh in a coastal town. Since he was here, he might as well try it.
Wangcai crouched beside the table, staring wide-eyed at the dishes as they arrived. There were crabs, shrimp, fish they could not name, and a large steaming basin of shellfish.
"Boss, we've never eaten any of