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.

you, but we didn’t manage to buy tickets, so I won’t be able to join

a chuckle, “What’s the big deal about having no tickets? Just wait a moment, and I’ll

servant a look. The servant then strode

his gaze over the crowd before yanking out a cultivator who appeared petite and weak among

bore no name and could be snatched away, doing so publicly

would not have

my ticket away openly in front of so

I’m snatching it away?

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

further. With inferior capabilities and no family to back him up, a wandering cultivator like

arrogant. He again swept his gaze through the

such a time. Just then, an elderly