It was noon and the sun was scorching.
Xu Qing walked on the streets and told himself that when he could help in the future, he had to help Zhang San to repay the favor he owed him for refining the boat this time. Also, he would repay Zhou Qingpeng for the Ghost Desires when the time was right.
Although he hadn't seen the appearance of the magic boat after refining, Xu Qing felt that the spirit stones Zhang San used to refine the magic boat must have far exceeded 200.
After memorizing this matter, Xu Qing observed the crowd in the surroundings. He didn't see any difference from the past.
It seemed that the death of the merfolk youth didn't cause any waves in the main city. It was the same for the Homicide Department. Of course, it was also possible that not many people knew about it right now.
Xu Qing pondered as he walked toward the Sea Records Library in the city.
