Thomson and his party walked across the dock square, climbed the hanging ladder from the ship, grabbed the handrail, and slowly walked up to the deck of the ship, Professor Whisper of the Wind following him, forced and urged by two black-clad men.

The crowd at the back crowded with each other, rubbing shoulders and rushing to the ladder for fear of falling behind others.

After the steamer honked three times, the night light was turned on, and the sea was bright. The huge steamer faced the sea breeze, and went to the depths of the sea, cleaving the waves to the west.

White and Paul were huddled in the middle of the tidal crowd and poured onto the deck of the steamer. Bai Lotian crossed the head and saw Professor of the Whisper of the Wind, who was standing on the side of the deck, looking at the depths of the sea, holding the railing with both hands, looking lonely.

Seeing this scene, Bai Letian felt a sense of sadness in his heart, tears were rolling, and his heart was as painful as a knife. The Professor Feng in front of him is very different from the memory, there is no walking like flying, there is no mouth like a river, there is no spirit, there is no kindness and warmth in the eyes, there is pain, helplessness and helplessness, at this time, Bai Letian really wants to run over, hug him, cry bitterly, and tell the grind after separation, but he knows that he can't be impulsive, if he wants to save Professor Feng, he needs to wait for the opportunity.

At that moment, there was a commotion on the deck, and a man dressed in black was twisted into the middle of the deck and knelt in front of Thomson.

"What's wrong?" Thomson asked, grimacing.

"Returning to the Honorable Master, we have caught a female Assassin," the guard replied, "and we found out that she wanted to assassinate the Master." ”

"Assassin?" said Paul, surprised and delighted, "is it Jenny?"

"Assassin!" Thomson stepped back and looked at the man in black in front of him suspiciously, "Raise your head, what's your name?"

There was a commotion in the crowd, and whispers were heard.

The woman kneeling on the deck, grabbed by the hair by the man in black next to her, lifted her face. She had bookish white cheeks, wore a pair of glasses, looked very dark, her blue eyes showed a fierce light, and she looked at Thomson coldly without saying a word.

Paul was a little disappointed, she was not Jenny, he would rather be on his knees in front of Jenny, and he would not hesitate to pounce, even if it was to give his life.

The man in black next to him kicked the woman and said, "Back to the sect leader, this woman was mixed in, and a sharp knife and this were found from her body. ”

With that, the man in black stepped forward and handed Thomson a glittering knife and a copper token.

"Vulcan!" exclaimed Thomson, "you're actually sent by the Vulcan Cult?"

Bai Lotian has heard of the Vulcan Sect, but he does not have a deep understanding, this sect personnel regard fire as a sacred thing, worship fire-related objects, and have people all over the world.

"So what? 'Bright Volcano' is our holy land, and if you want to destroy this place, the Vulcan Cult must kill you. The woman kneeling on the deck gritted her teeth and roared, and then, jumping up, pounced on Thomson, was grabbed by the man in black next to her, punched her in the chest, and fell to the deck, in pain.

"Seal off the deck, protect the master, trespassers, kill them!" a roar rang out like thunder.

The roar reached Bai Letian's ears, and it was actually a little familiar, and he thought about it for a long time before he remembered that it was very similar to Grace.

Sure enough, it was Grace, who took off his hood, pulled out his weapon, stepped forward, showed his fierce eyes, and gave orders to the other men in black.

The crowd standing on the opposite side took a step back, all stunned, craned their necks and stood straight, their eyes fixed on Grace.

Grace glanced around and shouted, "The assassin must have an accomplice, we must be careful, and now get him out." Everyone line up, and we have to verify everyone's identity. ”

The crowd responded: "Get out, kill him, kill him!"

This sound was extremely harsh, enough to make Bai Letian's heart tremble. The accident came too suddenly, disrupting his plans, and if he found out that he was fake, everything was over. He took a deep breath and calculated in his heart how to deal with emergencies, which he would have to face.

Several black-clothed men who resembled captains quickly stood up, beckoned everyone to line up, shouted at the slow movements, and raised their hands to push and shove.

Paul's heart was about to jump out, his hands were shaking, he and Grace had met at the bar, once Grace saw himself, exposure was inevitable, in the face of so many masters, there was not even a 1 in 10,000 chance of winning, what should he do? He looked at Bai Lotian not far away.

At this time, Bai Lotian was also looking at him, his eyes were full of deep meaning, signaling him to be stable.

Several black-clothed men held rosters in their hands, counted the personnel, and were called out of the team, taking out waist cards from their bodies to prove their identities.

As the number of people in the team decreased, Bai Lotian and Paul became more and more anxious, and began to become restless, but they did not dare to act rashly.

At this moment, a man suddenly jumped out of the ranks, he was huge and strong, like a rock, his hood was behind his head, his burqa was tightly tied around his waist, and he held a sharp sword in his hand, and rushed out of the crowd, and ran in the direction of Thomson with an arrow step, looking desperate.

When everyone was stunned, they saw a person roaring, as if out of nowhere, rushing over and rushing towards the man in black.