Ji Chen furrowed his brow, as if recalling something, and suddenly gathered a strand of oceanic power in his palm.
Those eyes seemed to light up—though unseen, the sensation was crystal clear.
"A trap...be careful..."
"Gaining power... much more..."
Watching the ghost ship still being enigmatic, Ji Chen spoke bluntly.
"If you keep talking like that, I might not be so polite."
The ghost ship fell silent, sensing that Ji Chen was genuinely getting annoyed, and couldn't help but feel a bit afraid, as Ji Chen could now genuinely harm it.
"That was the Storm Authority, also a trap set by the demon... He reminded me to increase my strength faster... To defeat the demon... The crisis is imminent, there's no time left."
Though still stuttering, the ghost ship managed to convey a complete sentence.
"The Storm Authority? So, the power I sensed earlier was a trap set by the demon?"
"Yes..."
"The demon who set it?"
