Only Ashidai heard the sound of a snap.
At this moment, the entire space seemed to fall into a state of stillness.
All the cannonballs hung suspended above the yacht.
Suddenly, everyone on board was stunned.
The nearest cannonball stopped no more than a meter above Ashidai's head.
Ashidai, who was somewhat dazed, even touched it. The fire within the scorching hot cannonball still burned. If it fell, it would detonate immediately.
"Hey."
Chen Fan had to remind the captain, "Why aren't we leaving? Are you waiting for the cannonballs to fall?"
At this reminder, the captain shivered and immediately steered the ship away from the area covered by the cannonballs.
This scene, observed from the port and the pirate ship, caused a hint of solemnity to appear on several faces.
"There's a master."
From beneath a black cloak on the pirate ship, a voice emerged.
At the port, someone else reached the same conclusion.
"Whoosh."
Simultaneously, figures rushed out from both the port and the pirate ship.
All of them had their faces concealed by cloaks. The Dark Church had personally entered the fray.
Two experts at the Nascent Soul stage, working together, advanced towards the yacht.
"They're really going all out."
Chen Fan smiled faintly.
Two Nascent Soul experts appearing simultaneously, all for a junior of the Venmoss family. This was quite a considerable effort.
But this also proved, from another perspective, that Ashidai possessed secrets, and significant ones at that.
However, this had nothing to do with Chen Fan.
Two Nascent Soul experts were not even qualified to make him seriously exert himself.
He turned his palm downwards and uttered a soft incantation: "Water, come..."
"Boom."
The entire ocean seemed to be stirred by a divine hand.
A massive whirlpool formed in the sea, and in an instant, a water dragon hundreds of feet long shot up into the sky, swallowing the Nascent Soul expert from the pirate ship in one gulp.
"Ah..."
A piercing scream echoed in all directions.
This was not the end. Chen Fan flipped his palm again: "Wind, come..."
The strong winds converged, transforming into a wind dragon, which then swallowed the Nascent Soul expert from the port.
Fortunately, the yacht did not stop. It slowly moved forward, eventually approaching the port...
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."
At this moment, figures suddenly shot up from the port, heading towards the wind and water dragons.
"Kill."
These individuals were powerhouses from the Remsey family.
Two Nascent Soul experts, accompanied by peak Golden Core cultivators, charged into the fray.
No matter who dared to act within Port Slou III, it was a provocation to the Remsey family.
Even the Dark Church was no exception. Their confidence stemmed from the Angelic Holy Assembly.
After all, on the continent of Damelia, the Angelic Holy Assembly was the most powerful, and the Holy Emperor himself was an immortal being.
This was territory controlled by the Angelic Holy Assembly.
"Kill."
In the blink of an eye, six figures were locked in combat.
The wind and water dragons then dissipated.
Chen Fan departed. Battles of this caliber did not pique his interest in the slightest.
If he had willed it, those two would have been dead long ago. He simply wasn't interested.
"We..."
Upon disembarking the yacht, Ashidai hesitated to speak.
"Let's go, I'll take you home."
After saying this, Chen Fan added, "You have family businesses here, don't you?"
"Yes."
Ashidai nodded affirmatively. "The Venmoss family's businesses are spread across the continent of Dalimeia. Every city has people from my family."
At this point, Chen Fan became somewhat curious. "Then why didn't you have any experts protecting you when you went out?"
"..."
Ashidai fell silent.
Fine, Chen Fan wouldn't ask anymore.
After escorting her to a tall building, Chen Fan turned and left.
He did things thoroughly. Having delivered her, he had his own matters to attend to and wouldn't linger.
The Angelic Holy Assembly was his true objective.
"Sir..."
Ashidai called out, "Will we meet again?"
"If fate allows, we will meet," Chen Fan replied without looking back, waving as he departed.
His casual departure left Ashidai stunned.
That潇洒 figure, just like on the yacht, seemed capable of carrying everything on his shoulders.
...
Neither of them expected their next meeting to come so soon.
Just the following day at noon, as Chen Fan stepped out of his hotel after spending the night there, he encountered Ashidai once again.
"You..."
Looking at the young woman before him, Chen Fan almost didn't recognize her.
Dressed in clothes more tattered than a beggar's, it was difficult to identify Ashidai without a careful look.
"Sir."
The terror in Ashidai's eyes quickly subsided, and then, tears began to fall.
"Wait a moment..."
Seeing her about to throw herself at him, Chen Fan stopped her.
These were new clothes I just bought, don't get them dirty.
"Let's go, we'll buy you some clothes first, then get something to eat. We can talk about what's happening later."
"I'm being chased," Ashidai's eyes once again showed fear.
"I can see that. Let's go."
"But..."
"Let's go."
Chen Fan didn't seem to care at all.
There were many people on the street, and quite a few powerhouses as well.
In just a short while, several groups of cultivators had passed by.
Those people seemed to be searching for something.
"They're looking for me," Ashidai whispered.
"Mm."
Chen Fan nodded.
Let them search. They could find her if they could.
On several occasions, the people hunting Ashidai walked past them, even glancing at her several times, yet they didn't recognize her.
"Sir, this is..." Ashidai began to ask, confused.