The water flask fell, Seo Ziling caught it with a bitter smile, opened the stopper, took a small sip to wet his dry throat, carefully wiped the mouth of the flask, and was about to hand it to Sui Yi...
Only to see Sui Yi had already turned his back to him, looking at the endless ships shrouded in the dense white mist.
"How many derelict ships are here in total?"
"About three thousand."
"Three thousand?" Sui Yi was a bit surprised.
"Yes... accumulated over the years... Teacher, you might not know, but every day people die of hunger, of thirst, or are murdered here...."
Seo Ziling stood beside Sui Yi, spoke slowly: "This place is very unsafe, Teacher, you should go back."
"Then why did you come here?"
Seo Ziling was silent for a moment, then said: "I want to investigate some things... the most important things in my life,"
Sui Yi turned his head to look at him, Seo Ziling remained composed under those thoughtful eyes....
Kou Zhong loves power, Ziling loves martial arts.
