According to what Mo Wen knew, there were at least 1,000 superpowers factions in the International Superpowers Association, covering almost every corner of the world. The Huatian Palace was one of them.
An existence like the Huatian Palace was the top existence in the International Superpowers Association. There were only a few factions in the world that could compare to the Huatian Palace. The most famous ones were the Gods Alliance and the God and Demon Alliance in the western world.
As for the eastern world, perhaps there was a power that could compete with the Huatian Palace, but it had always been hidden underground and had not surfaced.
Mo Wen understood a little about the structure of this world, but not much. How different factions maintained a balance was a problem that he could not figure out. After all, the difference between ancient martial art practitioners and immortal cultivators was too big, but they were in the same world.
"Kill!"
Mo Wen said this word indifferently. Aso Saki, who was standing at the side, suddenly attacked. He was like a tiger pouncing on a flock of sheep, massacring the guards beside Yoshida Jiro. There were a few ancient martial art practitioners among the guards, but they were not as strong as Aso Saki. Against Aso Saki, they could not resist at all.
"Aso-kun! Don't forget the spirit of an ancient martial art practitioner. Do you know what you are doing? The Devil Saber-kai will not let you off. "
Yoshida Jiro was terrified and kept retreating. He had never thought that Aso Saki, who he had always regarded as his protective talisman, would kill him.
However, Aso Saki's expression was still numb, as if he had not heard Yoshida Jiro's words. His hands did not stop moving at all.
The corner of Mo Wen's mouth curled into a mocking smile. People who were controlled by the Divine Soul Trillion Layers no longer had their own souls. Aso Saki was now just a mindless puppet that only knew how to follow orders.
The Divine Soul Trillion Layers was a great magical power. It was mysterious and profound. Even the mighty immortal cultivators might not be able to practice it. Back then, Ji Wuya had used this magical power to make his name known in the world. There were few who could match him. Once the Divine Soul Trillion Layers was released, even immortal cultivators with higher cultivation than him would find it hard to withstand.
As a Primordial Soul magical power, controlling an ancient martial art practitioner in the Sea of Qi realm was a piece of cake.
In a short while, Aso Saki had slaughtered all the guards around Yoshida Jiro. In the huge surveillance room, Yoshida Jiro was the only one left alive. However, he could not even stand properly. His fat body was paralyzed with fear, and he could not even speak smoothly.
He had never expected such an outcome. Now, he was secretly hating his dead son, who was usually ignorant and incompetent, and only knew how to cause trouble for him.
Mo Wen walked out of the surveillance room with a cold expression. In the surveillance room, other than Yoshida Jiro, everyone else was lying on the ground, including Aso Saki. As for why he did not kill Yoshida Jiro, it was not because he was soft-hearted, but because he still had a use for him.
So many people had died on the Sword of the Seas. If this was not handled properly, it would cause a lot of unrest and panic. His goal in controlling Yoshida Jiro was to properly dispose of the corpse, deal with the aftermath, and conceal the truth.
He had only come out for a vacation. He didn't want to cause any trouble. For the next few days, he still wanted to quietly enjoy his travel time.
Of course, not killing Yoshida Jiro now did not mean that he had let him go. In his eyes, Yoshida Jiro was already a dead man. When he was no longer needed, he could send him on his way.
When he returned to the room, he realized that Shen Jing was still awake. Her eyes were staring at the clock on the wall, lost in thought.
"If you don't sleep now, you won't have the energy tomorrow." Mo Wen took off his jacket and got under the blanket.
"Five minutes and eighteen seconds have passed," Shen Jing said softly.
Mo Wen was stunned when he heard that. Immediately, he laughed bitterly. Shen Jing was actually counting the time. Just now, when he said that he would be back in five minutes, he had only given an estimate and that he could settle everything in about five minutes. In the end, Shen Jing was serious.
"Those people …?" Shen Jing bit her lip. Her bright eyes looked into Mo Wen's eyes, and there was some worry in her eyes. She was not stupid. She could vaguely guess why Mo Wen had left. Mo Wen had saved her from those people, so he must have offended them.
Those people did not look kind at first glance. If they were not on the ship, she would most likely have left immediately.
Of course, she did not know that Mo Wen had killed people. Moreover, he had killed all of them. Otherwise, she would not just be worried.
"Don't worry, I have already settled it properly." Mo Wen smiled and touched Shen Jing's beautiful hair. So, she had been worried about this matter.
"Really?" Shen Jing was still a little worried as she asked.
"Of course. Just now, I went to the security room to make a report and expose that group of people. The guards on the ship have already arrested all of them, "Mo Wen said with a dry laugh.
He knew that Shen Jing did not understand his world. She could not accept such a big matter as killing people.
Shen Jing nodded her head in relief. Previously, she had actually forgotten about this matter. Mo Wen was the one who had thought it through.
"Sleep. Sleep in peace," Mo Wen said softly. His words seemed to have a magical power. Shen Jing realized that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. In a moment, she fell into a deep sleep.
…
In the morning, Mo Wen stretched and got up from the bed. He realized that Shen Jing was still in a deep sleep, so he did not wake her up.
The housekeeper, Finley, was standing in the hall. When she saw Mo Wen come out, she asked politely, "Mr. Mo Wen, how can I help you?"
"When did you come over?" Mo Wen asked in surprise.
"Mr. Mo Wen, we usually start work at six o 'clock. If you have any special requests, we can come earlier or later."
Finley said with a smile.
"That's quite tiring," Mo Wen said with a smile.
"It is our duty and obligation to serve the guests."
"Today is a holiday. You can do your own thing. You don't have to follow us," Mo Wen said.
"Mr. Mo Wen, is it because my service has not satisfied you?" Finley furrowed her brows slightly. However, she quickly regained her composure and said politely, "If Mr. Mo Wen thinks that I have not done a good job, we can get someone else to serve you."
"You have misunderstood. You have done very well. It is just a simple holiday for you. This is my request, "Mo Wen shook his head and said.
Mo Wen said as he shook his head. The various facilities on the ship were very complete, and they did not have a language barrier. Hence, Finley was not very useful. He did not want to come out with Shen Jing to enjoy their time with someone else standing behind them and being a third wheel.
"Then … Alright."
Finley hesitated for a moment and could only nod her head. She could not reject the normal requests of the guests.
At nine o 'clock in the morning, Shen Jing woke up slowly. She looked at the clock on the wall and got a shock. She had actually slept for such a long time. Usually, she would wake up punctually before six o 'clock.
She stretched lazily. She realized that she had not slept so comfortably in a long time. Her heart was exceptionally calm.
"You are awake?"
Mo Wen was sitting on the balcony, admiring the morning sea view. He smiled slightly when he saw Shen Jing walking over.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" Shen Jing grumbled. It was the first morning on the cruise ship. She had wanted to wake up early to watch the sunrise.
The sunrise on the sea would definitely be beautiful.
"I was afraid that you would not have enough sleep," Mo Wen said with a smile.
Shen Jing rolled her eyes at Mo Wen. She walked to the table and looked at the two sets of breakfast on the table. She picked one and ate it without hesitation.
There were many entertainment programs on the cruise ship. Shen Jing dragged Mo Wen around the cruise ship for the whole day. They only returned to their room at night.
The whole day was very peaceful. Perhaps it was because of the intervention of the guards, but Zhang Qiang and the rest did not disturb them again.
The next morning, the Sword of the Seas crossed the ocean and slowly landed in Fukuoka in Fu Sang Country. The passengers on the cruise ship could disembark and travel to Fukuoka.
Mo Wen and Shen Jing were having breakfast when someone knocked on the door at an untimely time.
"Who is it?"
Shen Jing furrowed her brows slightly. It was very impolite to disturb them so early in the morning. Moreover, it could not be the housekeeper, Finley, because Mo Wen had already given her the day off and sent her away.
"Miss Shen, I accidentally found out that you were on the cruise ship yesterday. I took the liberty to visit you today. Did I disturb you?"
A slender, handsome man in a black suit stood outside the door and smiled at Shen Jing.
"Jiang Siyin!"
Shen Jing furrowed her brows. She had not expected that she would meet this person on her first trip out. More accurately speaking, she did not want to meet this person. In the past, he had even avoided her. If it was not for her manners, she would have slammed the door hard and refused to see this person.
"Miss Shen, we are acquaintances. Can you invite me in to have a seat?"
Jiang Siyin did not seem to notice Shen Jing's displeasure and continued to smile as he spoke. Naturally, he had not only found out that Shen Jing was on the cruise ship yesterday. On the first day they had boarded, he had already known that Shen Jing was on the cruise ship. However, he had not come over to greet her. Instead, he had chosen to meet her today.
"Mr. Jiang, a girl's room is a little inconvenient."
Shen Jing rejected him tactfully. She did not want to invite this person into the house. Not only was she unwilling, but there was also a little ancestor in the house. Hence, she could not let this man in. Shen Jing knew how narrow-minded Mo Wen was. If he knew about Jiang Siyin, she was afraid that there would be a lot of trouble.
"Miss Shen, you are not living alone, are you?"
Jiang Siyin did not show any dissatisfaction because of Shen Jing's rejection. He maintained his gentle and elegant smile. However, when he mentioned that there was another person living in the house, a sinister look flashed in his eyes.
"Mr. Jiang, thank you for your concern. However, that is my personal matter. If there is nothing else, I will not keep you."
Shen Jing's eyes flashed as she spoke indifferently. She had already realized that Jiang Siyin should have known about Mo Wen's existence. With her understanding of Jiang Siyin, she was afraid that it would not be a good thing. Worried, she immediately asked him to leave. Jiang Siyin was not a good person, so she could not let him interact with Mo Wen.
"Miss Shen, who is that person to you?" Jiang Siyin's smile disappeared.
"It has nothing to do with you," Shen Jing said with a cold face.
"Shen Jing, you should know how I feel about you. Are you not going to give me a chance? For you, I can do anything. I hope that you can consider it carefully. "
Jiang Siyin lowered his eyes and his expression turned cold. (To be continued.)
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