Hey, you're putting on quite the act...
"Such a small matter shouldn't trouble senior sister. I've already obtained the proper technique from the Yuling Sect, and the two junior sisters are also disciples of Xuanmen, so they can handle it."
"Also from Xuanmen?"
Yin Qinglan couldn't help but furrow her brows, then quickly resumed a smiling face,
"Then sister won't say much more, follow me, that ship is the one."
As she spoke, Yin Qinglan rode the clouds with Zheng Zetian, landing into a thick fog over Tianyu Lake. Within the fog lay a small island, seemingly a military shipyard, with numerous ironclad ships lined up and moored together.
