Under the cover of night, on the river, more than a dozen ships sped by like arrows.
Four students from Star Academy saw this and took off into the air.
Their movement techniques were excellent, as they glided over the water without leaving even the slightest ripple.
The four of them first landed on the same ship.
The ship beneath them was of middle size.
With a black canopy, it was packed full of cargo inside, covered outside with airtight oilcloth, making it impossible to know what exactly was inside.
The hull had no markings, giving no indication whether it belonged to the Medicine Hall.
"These ships look identical. I wonder which one Xin Lin got on?"
Liu Ying murmured.
She always felt that tonight was a bit eerie.
The one called Xin Lin seemed not so simple.
"Who?"
Just then, they heard a voice from the stern.
Mo Wu's eyes narrowed sharply.
A silent sweep of True Qi flashed by, and Mo Wu's figure vanished.
