Peng Zhuang hadn't even finished speaking when Qiu Rong Wanxue, who was sitting in front, turned around. Peng Zhuang immediately clamped his mouth shut, not daring to say another word.
Only Li Qiye smiled, meeting Qiu Rong Wanxue's gaze. She stared at him for a moment but ultimately said nothing.
The Ferry Boat slowly sailed into the Night Sea. Having been here before, Qiu Rong Wanxue was unfazed. However, Peng Zhuang and the other juniors couldn't help but feel their skin crawl.
There wasn't anything particularly terrifying about the Night Sea itself. In fact, one could see far across its surface. And yet, for some unknown reason, once their Ferry Boat entered its waters, everyone felt as if they had been plunged into darkness, completely lost. The inky-black water seemed capable of devouring all things, a truly hair-raising sight.
