For some reason, Chu Mu felt a twinge of unease.

The unease came from the soul pact between him and Little Night.

If the soul pact connection with Night was like a line, then this line seemed to be extending deep into the unknown darkness. Chu Mu could only see the line enter the murky blackness but didn’t’ know where this line actually ended up, nor could Chu Mu even feel whether it had snapped or not.

The feeling was incredibly strange. Even after Zhan Ye and Little Hidden Dragon left, Chu Mu had never felt this sensation.

What was this murky blackness and what was the slight coldness that was coming through?

Standing on the deck, Chu Mu watched from afar the starlight skies and ocean and gradually started getting weighed down with worry.

“Wuwuwu~~~~”

Little Mo Xie laid on Chu Mu’s shoulders and let out a small murmur, comforting Chu Mu.

Chu Mu rubbed little Mo Xie’s soft ears and said, “En, no matter where he is, we’ll...