Yin Yang Masters from Japan!

The passenger ship was forced to stop as the trio appeared on the sea. All the passengers stared at them blankly.

"How are they running on the sea?"

"Can humans even do that? Unbelievable! Simply unbelievable. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed this no matter what!"

"Oh, no, they're coming in our direction! Quickly sail. Set sail now!"

Everyone was dumbstruck, including Dai Shiyu and Hou Lin. They were just staring blankly, especially Hou Lin who opened his mouth so wide that it could contain a duck egg. Although he boasted that he knew an ancient martial artist, the person was only on Internal Energy at the most. The ancient martial artist could not do what they were looking at.

At the same time, the man with the severed arm ran in front. He ran quickly toward the passenger ship like a madman as if he had seen his savior. "Save me, save me!"

The two ninjas behind him did not stop chasing him.