Whoever got their hands on the Jellyfish Seal became the helmsman of the organization. The reason K hadn’t managed to get all ten elders to bow down to him was precisely because he lacked this token. And he had always felt that K was an ungrateful cur. If it weren’t for the Holy Daughter taking him in back in the day, how would he have climbed so high on the ladder? Yet, all these years, K had been obsessed with finding the Jellyfish Seal, never sparing a thought to look for the Holy Daughter. Maja helped him into the tent. The tent was roughly forty square feet, just enough for a few people to lie down. But Maja, being a woman, had placed all their medical supplies and food between her and the two men, drawing a line between them. She fed Quentin a fever-reducing pill. “I’m worried you’ll spike a fever later; take one of these for now.” Quentin stared at the tent’s ceiling, thinking her hands were quite skillful to have set up such a place. “Maja, do you plan on using the seal to return to the organization? Aren’t you afraid they all want you dead?” Maja lay down, her face etched with exhaustion. “I saw Ian tonight. He might have been captured by the folks from Inner Island. They haven’t returned yet. I’ll have to check it out once it’s light.” “People from Inner Island don’t hesitate to kill. If they really caught him, he might already be dead. Aren’t you pregnant? Is Ian the father?” “Yeah, I’ve been out of touch with him for a while now, and it’s making me anxious.” Quentin frowned, wondering if the prisoner under the Porter family’s watch was Ian. With all the commotion Ian had caused on Middle Island, the Inner Island clans must have marked him. His resources were too vast; his entry into Inner Island would mean a reshuffling of power there. The families that had been settled for so long on Inner Island wouldn’t tolerate a newcomer snatching away their resources. The strong dragon can’t overcome the local snake. So, Ian was bound to be dealt with, labeled with any old crime, and made a target among the families. Yet he still caused such a stir on Middle Island—was it to find Maja? Quentin couldn’t understand such feelings. To be precise, he didn’t quite get any human emotions. He became Mr. Gellar at a young age precisely because he never acted on impulse. His foster father always said he was the most reliable because he was a child born without feelings. Killing only made him crazier. If he hadn’t

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kill within him was soothed. He still kept himself well hidden. “Maja, do you always carry that Jellyfish Seal with you?” He asked the question expecting Maja might refuse to answer. After all, they weren’t even friends. Maja had already closed her eyes, but at his question, she still replied, “It’s not on me.” “Then where did you put it? If those people are after it, you could release a false lead to send them on a wild goose chase.” “Yeah, that’s why tonight I let it slip to them that it’s in the Mental Hospital of South District on Outer Island.” Quentin’s mouth twitched. People in the Mental Hospital of South

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