Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food Chapter 1083 - 433: Miss Qiu, Why Not Join Us?

Three little vessels navigated through the misty rocks enveloped in fog.

Inside the dense mist, visibility dropped sharply, forcing the boats to avoid any haste. Only experienced captains acquainted with these seas could guide them with utmost care.

Liang Yuan positioned himself on the deck, a touch of worry gnawing at him.

He pondered just how much longer the Earth Mother Sect's specialists might endure, particularly should Chang Yuntao make his comeback.

Given the foe's prowess, holding onto him could prove impossible, yet abandoning these vessels posed no issue.

Though these captains tended to be cunning and self-serving, their fighting skills remained top-notch.

Should Liang Yuan manage to ferry them to Yangshan, he possessed methods to sway their allegiance and bind them completely to his cause.

This explained why Liang Yuan refrained from simply storing the boats in his storage space and slipping off by himself.

Upon grasping the distinction between pure breed Genetic Species and hybrid Genetic Species,

Liang Yuan fully appreciated the challenge of nurturing a master with a 50-point pure breed Genetic Species.

Depending only on Yangshan's current residents, assembling a substantial number of such 50-point pure breed Genetic Species experts seemed overwhelmingly tough.

Currently, nobody in Yangshan had achieved a primary attribute score of 50 points.

Thus, Liang Yuan aimed to integrate this crew into his fold.

Besides, these captains had backgrounds as vessel commanders and crew members.

For the upcoming growth of Yangshan's armada, individuals versed in sailing and charting courses were utterly essential.

Transporting them back would boost Yangshan's battle strength and aid in forming a naval force while mentoring future sailors.

In essence, acquiring this band would yield immense advantages for both Liang Yuan personally and Yangshan as a whole.

Following an hour's careful threading through the hazards, the trio of ships at last spotted the grand President No. 7 luxury liner once more!

Aboard President No. 7, Han Xiangman perched on the observation post. Spotting Liang Yuan and his group approaching, her features lit up with astonishment.

"Mr. Liang!"

She sprang lightly from the perch, a swirling water serpent coiling under her soles, descending with poise onto the platform.

Liang Yuan climbed onto the liner and grinned at the sight of her.

He opened his mouth to say something, only for Han Xiangman to dash straight into his embrace.

Her full curves pressed against Liang Yuan's torso, carrying a sweet scent along.

Liang Yuan froze for a second.

Han Xiangman burst out in thrill, "You’re finally back. If you hadn’t returned, I would’ve headed to Mist City myself to search for you."

Liang Yuan gazed down at her, noting the spark of delight and elation in her eyes.

A wave of warmth hit him, prompting a light laugh, "Aren’t I back now?"

As he spoke, he couldn’t resist giving her head a soft pat.

Han Xiangman snapped back to reality, aware she’d let her emotions overrun her while clinging to Liang Yuan.

Her cheeks flushed deep red, and she hastily withdrew, creating a gap of five or six meters.

Liang Yuan found it rather endearing, yet he held back from jesting, inquiring instead, "Everything okay on the cruise ship?"

Han Xiangman’s flush eased a bit as she restored her typical poise.

She answered without delay, "Everything else is fine, but there’s one matter I need to report to you."

Liang Yuan arched a brow, "What is it?"

"Leng Yuehua and the others escaped from the dungeon."

Liang Yuan’s eyes turned piercing, and he demanded icily, "What? How did they escape?"

Han Xiangman let out a breath, "Lin Ya let them go."

Liang Yuan paused briefly before questioning, "Did she escape too?"

"No, after freeing Leng Yuehua, Liu Sisi, and Zhou Tiantian, she approached me willingly and confessed what she’d done."

Upon hearing this, Liang Yuan felt no rage, instead probing, "What did she say?"

"She said Leng Yuehua saved her and Shen Yunxi’s lives, and she wanted to repay her."

Liang Yuan chuckled lightly, "She does have a sense of loyalty and justice."

Han Xiangman exhaled as well, "Yes, Lin Ya is indeed a good person, but this matter is beyond my authority, so I locked her and Shen Yunxi in a room, waiting for you to come back and decide."

Liang Yuan gave a nod, "There’s no rush with this matter. We’ll discuss it after we leave Mist City."

"Leave?"

Han Xiangman blinked in surprise and pressed quickly, "Did you meet the Master of Fog City?"

"I’ll tell you later."

Lacking time for a full discussion, Liang Yuan instructed, "Have everyone disembark immediately and switch to those small boats."

"What about the cruise ship?" Han Xiangman queried in haste.

Liang Yuan grinned, "I have a way. Let’s talk after leaving these reefs."

Han Xiangman agreed with a nod, skipping more questions, and set about organizing the departure.

The group obeyed Han Xiangman’s orders without hesitation, taking no belongings as they rapidly shifted to the three small boats.

Luckily, the headcount stayed manageable, totaling around a thousand, allowing the three boats to fit them snugly yet sufficiently.

Liang Yuan called out to the assembly, "Zhou Wanxi, Li Chongming, Zhang Hengliang, you three sail the boats out of the reefs."

"Mr. Liang, what about you?" Zhou Wanxi wondered, puzzled.

Liang Yuan responded, "I have an appointment and need to wait for half an hour."

"You all leave immediately. Xiangman, you know the way back, right?"

Han Xiangman affirmed right away, "With the detection compass, I can navigate."

"Good, then leave first. Remember, don’t stop; push forward with full force. I’ll catch up in half an hour."

"Understood," Han Xiangman nodded. She avoided weighing Liang Yuan down with extra chatter right then.

The three boats sped off into the haze, directing toward the island’s edge.

Only after the boats vanished from view did Liang Yuan curve his lips in a faint smile and pivot to regard the colossal President No. 7 liner at his back.

He rested his hand on President No. 7!