Calm down… calm down… Qin Ye took several deep breaths. Tens of thousands of living dead were gathered in one place at the bottom of the vessel, concealing them right in the midst of it all. Wang Chenghao muttered softly under his breath, “Brother Qin… is it finally safe now?”

“No.” Qin Ye opened his eyes and scanned the vicinity, “In fact, I suspect that… they might already have noticed us.”

“Why did he take out the death god’s quill?”

“Furthermore…” Qin Ye lifted his chin and directed Wang Chenghao’s gaze to the area just outside the ferry, “Haven’t you noticed that we didn’t encounter any obstacles along the way at all?”

Wang Chenghao gulped nervously as he whimpered, “It’s changed… Your persona’s completely changed… C’mon, stop being so brave and valiant! Hurry up and make your great escape out of this place…”

Ignoring Wang Chenghao’s complaints, Oda Nobutada asked, “So, why aren’t they making a move?”

Qin Ye shook his head and smiled, “Because I’m Zhong Kui. Rumyantsev isn’t here. Even if Liu Yu were to make a move, he’d naturally still have to think twice about it. We’re talking about an international superstar after all. Besides, I’m afraid his suspicions have only been triggered as a result of the MV Sewol’s sudden riotous actions.”

He glanced up at the dark night sky in the distance, “Well, one thing is certain - they wouldn’t make a move right away…”

“If I were them, I wouldn’t make a move...