“Who are you people?” A woman asked.

“Don’t bother asking. He’s definitely William Rockefeller’s son. I didn’t think he’d manage to get through the deadly trap. We even ended up meeting here,” Yukia Ganbe said.

The woman’s eyes lit up. “In that case… Should we ask them to come onto our boat? Things aren’t going well here. It’d be good to help each other out,” she said.

“Since they managed to survive until now, their capabilities mustn’t be too bad,” she added.

“Idiot!” Yukita promptly yelled.

“Listen!” he added.

“Listen to what?!”

The woman was stunned.

“The ghost’s growling seems to be getting closer and closer. If my estimations are right, that should be a ghost king, equivalent to a Nascent Soul cultivator. We are hopeless against a ghost king. It’s all the better that they are in front of us. Hehe! When the time comes, they’ll distract the ghost king, and we’ll use the opportunity to escape,” Yukita explained.

A few people from Divine Blood nodded too.

Nobody was willing