As they spoke.
Ming Zheng had already released the A-class martial artist.
The A-class martial artist quickly got up, "You are the young lady the Academy Head spoke of, the one who saved all of them?"
As the words fell.
All the martial artists around them straightened and performed a proper summer ancient martial family salute, "Thank you, young lady, for risking yourself and rescuing the nation's pillars."
"It was just a small effort."
When Ming Zheng heard him mention the Academy Head, she understood.
These martial artists likely belonged to Xia Guo, and their purpose for coming to this cruise ship was the same as hers.
Moreover, they had encountered the Academy Head.
This meant that the Academy Head and seventeen people from other countries had already safely left the cruise ship.
She hadn't expected that the rescue this time.
Was not just the National Security Department's action.
But also other backup plans.
Finally, they also sent a request for support to the Mo Sect.
It could be seen that Xia Guo would not allow any of its citizens, especially those who had made outstanding contributions to the nation, to be in danger.
Ming Zheng walked to the side of the cruise ship, gazing out at the boundless ocean.
Not far away, dozens of ships followed closely, illuminating a stretch of the sea.
And illuminating the flag of Xia Guo.
That was...
Xia Guo's fleet.
They no longer hid their tracks.
But stood out in the open to welcome their citizens.
Ming Zheng raised her wrist, looking at the red dot on her watch, which was connected to Mo Qingchuan's glasses. It had already crossed a vast expanse of sea and reached the direction of Xia Guo's fleet.
She felt relieved.
A fiery red smile curved her lips, and then she climbed directly up along the edge of the cruise ship.
Her movements were light, as if stepping on air, and she instantly leaped to the sixth floor.
"Young lady..."
Ming Zheng's actions made the surrounding martial artists pause for a moment.
They quickly followed.
"I have something to do, you all continue with your mission," Ming Zheng said, glancing sideways at the martial artists following her.
The A-class martial artist quickly said, "Young lady, the underground forces already know we've surrounded the cruise ship and will definitely take corresponding measures. Acting alone now would be very dangerous!"
Ming Zheng tilted her head slightly.
Her gaze fell in the direction of the tenth, eleventh, and twelfth floors.
"Don't worry about me, I'm fine."
"But..." the A-class martial artist still wanted to say something.
Ming Zheng waved her hand and continued to climb the cruise ship, "To catch the thief, one must first catch the king."
The martial artists: "???"
What did this young lady mean?
Catch the king?
Who is the king?
Would the king of the underground forces personally appear on this cruise ship?
The martial artists looked worriedly at the figure of the young lady, who was now just a blur of afterimages.
The young lady was too fast.
Her agility was no less than that of their A-class martial artists!
Even faster!
When the young lady's figure completely disappeared on the tenth floor.
A tall, elegant, and slender figure like a bamboo stepped out from inside the cruise ship.
Under the brilliant lights.
The man's captivating face was filled with a profound coldness.
His hair was slightly disheveled.
He raised his slender, jade-like fingers and casually rolled up his cuffs.
The lines of his wrist were delicate and smooth, extremely alluring.
Only his eyes, like cold stars of midnight, were deep as shattered snow and frozen ice, exceptionally cold.
"Master Chi!"
Upon seeing the approaching man, the martial artists immediately bowed and saluted.
The man didn't even raise an eyebrow, he walked slowly to the edge of the cruise ship's railing, his gaze shifting towards the lights of the Xia Guo ships ahead.
"Have you seen a... woman?"
He had received a message from Si Qi, informing him that the son of a high-ranking official of Xia Guo, Zheng Dahua, had escorted a ship of people away from the cruise ship.
Those people were all auction items that had been held captive in the storage rooms.
Therefore, he had waited for a long time at the auction but his target had not appeared.
Zheng Dahua...
He remembered this person.
A playboy who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun, utterly incapable of solving the problem of detained researchers or escorting them.
And, on the deck.
The "Zheng Dahua" gave him a very familiar feeling.
"Young Master Zheng" could not possibly not know his identity.
That was not the reaction "Young Master Zheng" should have when facing him.
So...
That person was definitely not Zheng Dahua.
The martial artists looked at their Master Chi's deep and dark eyes.
They were all stunned.
A woman?
Master Chi was actually asking about a woman?
Could it be...
That the iron tree had bloomed?
After the shock.
The martial artists reacted...
Could it be that Master Chi was asking about the young lady who had just left?
The young lady who had rescued the researchers?
The A-class martial artist tentatively pointed upwards, "Just now, a very beautiful young lady went towards the tenth floor, saying... 'to catch the thief, one must catch the king'..."
Before he could even finish.
Their Master Chi had already disappeared.
The A-class martial artist: "???"
Where did he go?
Where was the great Master Chi?
The B-class martial artist next to him tugged at his sleeve and pointed upwards.
The A-class martial artist looked over.
He saw their Master Chi, like a blur of afterimages, rapidly leaping towards the tenth floor.
As expected, the iron tree had bloomed!
Master Chi is chasing his beloved ahhhhh!!
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The tenth floor was empty.
The eleventh floor was empty.
But as she approached the twelfth floor.
Ming Zheng could clearly feel the air becoming heavy and oppressive, extremely strange.
The moment she approached.
"Click!"
It was accompanied by the sound of a bullet being chambered.
Ming Zheng raised an eyebrow.
She had been discovered?
Tsk tsk.
It seemed that there were quite a few experts on the twelfth floor.
The diamond-encrusted watch on her wrist suddenly vibrated.
Ming Zheng lowered her gaze.
She saw a string of code appear on the watch.
That was a secret code that only people from their Mo Sect could understand.
It was Mo Qingchuan.
He said he had sent the seventeen people onto the Xia Guo ship, and according to the infiltrated database, there were three forces on this cruise ship.
The Security Department.
The Mo Sect.
And... the Chi family.
When Ming Zheng saw the Chi family.
The captivating face of that troublesome person immediately appeared in her mind.
So, those martial artists were actually from the Chi family?
It was precisely because of the Chi family's intervention.
That her mission had become much smoother and easier.
She hadn't intended to make such a big scene.
She had planned to quietly capture Kelson alive.
But with the Chi family's intervention.
The thousands of martial artists they brought.
Each one could match ten guards from the underground forces.
Naturally, the situation was instantly brought under control.
In fact, even if she hadn't made a move today.
Chi Xian would have rescued those people.
However...
Since she was already here.
She naturally had to finish the job.
Ming Zheng caressed her watch and tapped it lightly.
In the air, faint wisps of spiritual energy were probing towards her.
Ming Zheng raised an eyebrow.
It seemed that Kelson had a cultivator with him.
No wonder Kelson dared to be so arrogant.
Ming Zheng did not conceal herself.
She directly stepped forward, meeting that trace of spiritual energy.
On the twelfth floor, in a huge room whose luxury was beyond description.
An old man in a black brocade robe was sitting cross-legged.
Behind him sat Kelson, his face filled with a cold and murderous aura.