The Man’s Decree

“Excuse me, miss. My employer wishes to invite you to join us on our voyage,” a cultivator who looked like a servant came over and said to Quinley out of the blue..

“Your employer?”

Quinley was slightly startled. “Yes. Mr. Zupakie would like to invite you to sail the Night Sea together,” the servant elaborated, pointing to someone a stone’s throw away.

Quinley glanced in the direction he was pointing, only to see a man dressed in a white shirt waving at her with a smile, looking very much gentlemanly.

She was just about to decline when she noticed Jared throwing her a look. Promptly grasping his intention, she replied smilingly, “After you, then.”

The servant nodded and led her over while Jared and Cloud followed a short distance away. At the sight of Quinley approaching, the man immediately straightened his clothes. All smiles, he then started, “I hope you don’t mind that I took the liberty to invite you to join me, miss. I’m Zordey Zupakie. You can call me Zordey. And you are?”

“I’m Quinley Tall,” Quinley replied honestly.

an elegant name! I wonder who you came with to the Night Sea. Also,

we didn’t

helpless expression. Seeing the look on her face, Zordey instantly countered with a chuckle, “What’s the big deal about having no tickets? Just wait a moment, and

servant then strode toward the crowd queuing to board the ship, two bodyguards

first scanned his gaze over the crowd before yanking out a cultivator who appeared petite and

the tickets bore no name and could be snatched away, doing so publicly at the dock was too blatant. It was evident that the Zupakie

not have dared do

you simply snatching my ticket away openly

it away?

said that, he took out some spirit coins and tossed them onto the ground. Then, he lifted the cultivator up and had the bodyguards search the man for his

did not dare argue further. With inferior capabilities and no family to back

succeeded, the servant grew even more arrogant. He again swept his gaze through the