"That's to get Shen Gu Mirai and the others onto the yacht on the other side."
Now it seemed like there wasn't even a place for it to dock.
It looked like the situation couldn't be resolved amicably.
Beichuan Si took two steps forward while roughly estimating the number of villagers present.
There were only a few hundred people here. Although it might be difficult to push through directly, if Beichuan Si fought while retreating, he could take them all down.
But—
There was a particular disturbance among the crowd.
Beichuan Si narrowed his eyes.
A calm and serene voice came from the midst of the crowd.
"We meet again, harbinger of great calamity."
The villagers from Ihui Island parted in silence, creating a path through the middle.
On the neatly cleared path, there stood a woman surrounded by a faint golden aura.
With an ethereal face and a tidy, dignified priest's hunting outfit, it was indeed Ihui Nai Luo!
