"You all think I've caused trouble for you, but you fail to see that you’re the luckiest ones on this ship!" Adrian asserted. His cold gaze swept over the crowd, but no one dared to meet his eyes. His words prompted them to reflect on the situation.

Was it truly as straightforward as they had assumed?

The Grandmasters exchanged glances once more. Possessing a higher level of rationality compared to the passengers, they grasped the severity of the situation. Despite the ship being less than a day away from docking, a great deal could unfold within that time frame. Moreover, despite their efforts to consolidate the ship's defenses, casualties persisted. This indicated that the ghost wielded power far beyond that of ordinary Grandmasters. Even they were not entirely safe.

Their gazes remained fixed on Adrian as they asked. "Do you have any evidence to support your claim?"

"No evidence is needed. The situation is just as I described," Adrian replied confidently, "I haven't left the shi