Xue An?
Zhuo Yangyang was taken aback.
Had she ever heard of a runemaster’s descendant or Rune Family with the surname Xue?
Could it be some ancient heritage that remains unseen in the modern world?
At this thought, respect crept further into Zhuo Yangyang’s demeanor.
"Sir, are you going to the Cursed City because of the divine runes that are about to emerge?"
"Divine runes?" Xue An looked up at Zhuo Yangyang, "What divine runes?"
"Hm? You don’t know?" Zhuo Yangyang was somewhat surprised.
"Know what?" Xue An took a sip of wine, then wiped his mouth with a pristine napkin, and spoke indifferently.
"Recently, there’s been mad talk all over the heavens that both the Cursed City and the Sea of Divine Wrath were places where Ancient Gods fell ten thousand years ago. After eons, it is said that divine runes containing the essence of an Ancient God’s blood are about to reappear in the world. Because of this, powerhouses from everywhere in the heavens are already rushing to the Cursed City."
"A land where Ancient Gods have fallen?" Xue An paused for a moment at her words. He then turned his gaze to the endless black ocean outside the window, a scarcely discernible gleam flickered in his eyes, followed by a casual smile.
"I actually didn’t know this, but since I am here, I might as well join the excitement!"
The ship was very spacious, so the living conditions were quite good.
And to accommodate Xue An, Captain Meng Lei had vacated his own cabin and personally escorted Xue An into the quarters before he left.
Outside, Zhuo Yangyang was standing on the deck, waiting for him.
"Is everything arranged?" Zhuo Yangyang asked.
Meng Lei nodded, "Rest assured, miss, everything is set up properly, and Mister Xue has already retired to rest!"
Zhuo Yangyang nodded, then turned to look towards the dark sea route in silence.
Seeing this, Meng Lei hesitated to speak, ultimately letting out a sigh, "Miss, what are you looking at?"
Zhuo Yangyang shook her head, a look of bewilderment in her eyes, "Nothing, I just feel like my fate is as uncertain and tumultuous as this sea shrouded in darkness, without any predictability!"
Meng Lei fell silent. After a while, he spoke softly, "Miss, this trade expedition has flourished under your leadership, isn’t that enough?"
Zhuo Yangyang shook her head, "I don’t know, I’m still afraid..."
At this point, a trace of fear flickered in Zhuo Yangyang’s eyes.
Anger showed on Meng Lei’s face as he said in a low voice, "These people are too much, even though you are not from the Legitimate Branch of the Zhuo Family, they shouldn’t be driving you to a dead end like this!"
Zhuo Yangyang gave a woeful smile, "But sometimes... bloodline and status mean everything! No matter how hard I try, in their eyes, I am just a pawn to be sacrificed for their gain!"
Meng Lei wanted to say something, but in the end, he could only sigh deeply, knowing that what Zhuo Yangyang said was the harsh truth.
"What do you think of this Mister Xue?" Meng Lei suddenly asked.
Zhuo Yangyang shook her head, "I can’t get a read on him. How about you, Uncle Meng?"
"I can’t either, but there’s one thing I’m certain of!" said Meng Lei gravely.
"What’s that?"
"I’ve sailed these seas for over a hundred years and have encountered countless individuals—brutal tyrants, dignitaries, I’ve even met True God level powerhouses! But whether I faced any of them, I could do so with ease! The only exception is... when I am in front of Mister Xue."
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