Pearney said with a dark face, "I told you we were going in the wrong direction."
Last night, no one had realized something was amiss, and now it was unclear how far off the original course they had strayed. Where the Iron Ridge Giant Turtle might take the ship was anyone's guess. Had she been able to defeat the giant turtle, she surely would have dragged this troublesome creature out and given it a good thrashing.
After pondering for a while, Ivan voiced his opinion, "Given Joe's personality, he probably wouldn't lie, so he must have just switched to a different course, but the destination should still be Flying Fish Port."
After considering it for a moment, Pearney nodded in agreement with his statement.
Justine, who heard this conversation, felt considerably relieved. Being able to return to Flying Fish Port was all that mattered.
Two hours later, the Dark Lahr slowed down, and a small island appeared not far away.
