When Lu Ruibing’s group of eleven reached the naval vessel, they immediately spread out, encircling Huang Xiaolong.

Watching his people easily encircle Huang Xiaolong, Lu Ruibing felt more confident and was no longer in a rush to act. He smiled amiably, asking, “This little brother, I haven’t seen you around before, you're probably not of our Peace Emperor World. Which family and which world surface are you from? What's your purpose coming here to the Black North Sea?”

Although in Lu Ruibing’s eyes this black-haired young man’s treasures were in the palm of his hand, he still wanted to probe Huang Xiaolong’s background and identity.

This way, he could be prepared for what may come.

Huang Xiaolong couldn’t help shaking his head and laughing softly, knowing what little scheme the other side was playing at, but he decided to be honest, “I come from the Martial Spirit World, coming to Black North Sea searching...