Aboard the towering ship, the Guo Family Ancestor moved with swift, steady steps, completely unaffected by the vessel's rocking.
He arrived outside the finest cabin and knocked lightly on the door. Without waiting for a response, he spoke, "Miss Qian, according to our scouts, the little thief went ashore not far from here. He entered a forest and hasn't come out."
Jiang Qian, who had been resting with her eyes closed, opened them. She walked out of the cabin without a word and onto the deck.
The Guo Family Ancestor, following close behind, pointed out the direction for her.
"Hm?" Jiang Qian frowned after staring for a long moment.
The Guo Family Ancestor watched her expression closely, but he dared not ask what was wrong.
'This woman is far too moody. She despises it when Mortals like me pester her with questions and will kill at the slightest provocation. I'm not about to push my luck.'
'If she wants to explain, she will. If not, I can only accept it.'
