"Xia Qingchen, where is this ship headed to?" Zhou Xuelin was put down and she covered up her torn clothes, her face flushed red.
"It should be the bandits' headquarters." Xia Qingchen's gaze was deep.
Ahhh!
Zhou Xuelin's face turned ghastly pale. "It's over! We won't have any chance of escaping now."
"Escape?" Xia Qingchen pressed down his palm on the stone table, leaving behind a clear palm print. His gaze was extremely cold.
"It's such a rare opportunity where the bandits have invited me onto their ship. Why would I want to escape?"
His plan of cultivating at the Myriad Longevity Manor had been destroyed by this bunch of bandits!
Breaking one's cultivation path was like killing one's parents!
Moreover, Xia Qingchen was anxious to reach his peak state and was even less tolerable toward people who disrupted his cultivation!
Xia Qingchen didn't care how much havoc the bandits wrecked outside.
