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.

“Quinley… What an elegant name! I wonder who you came with to the Night Sea. Also, can we voyage together?” Zordey asked.

my two brothers. I would’ve liked to voyage with you, but we didn’t manage to

instantly countered with a chuckle, “What’s the big deal about having no tickets? Just wait a moment, and

saying that, he threw his servant a look. The servant then strode toward the crowd queuing to board the ship, two bodyguards in

over the crowd before yanking out a cultivator who appeared

tickets bore no name and could be snatched away, doing so publicly at the dock was too

would not have dared

my ticket away openly in front of so many people?” the cultivator squeaked with

snatching it away?

some spirit coins and tossed them onto the ground. Then, he lifted the cultivator up and had the

did not dare argue further. With inferior capabilities and no family to back him up, a wandering cultivator like him was destined

grew even more arrogant. He again swept

low, reluctant to invite trouble at such a time. Just then, an elderly man in a black robe who emanated a foul smell entered the servant’s line