Few people would have picked up on the detail related to the shadow. It was only because of Xu Qing’s experience with his own gruish shadow that he often paid close attention to the shadows of others. In fact, as Xu Qing looked off into the distance, his own shadow sent out excited fluctuations.

“Same... type... consume....”

Xu Qing didn’t need any translation from Patriarch Golden Vajra Warrior to understand what the shadow was saying. His eyes narrowed. A moment later, he said, “Something strange is definitely going on here. Especially when it comes to that canal. It doesn’t look like they’re really trying to divert the water. More like they’re trying to attract our attention.”

Seeing the situation, the Captain smiled. “Is it a cry for help? Interesting. Men, bring the king of that small nation in for questioning. Something’s off here. They know the rules set forth by the coalition.”

Before long, a streak of light approached as officers from Seven Blood Eyes approached with a fat old man in a yellow robe. Trembling, the old man plopped onto the deck into a kneeling position.

“Higher Immortal, I beg of you, rescue my nation!”

Wailing, the king went on to explain the situation to Xu Qing and the Ca...