This Black Cat Has a Bad Conscience

Bohai Bay, on the ocean surface where there were slightly surging waves.

Twelve Arms waited over here with its partners the black and white dolphins, the leaders of two octopus tribes, who were the arbitration targets of this conflict, and Sir Tom the black cat who had a kind heart though it seldom smiled.

Looking from afar, they looked like a dense mass, which was actually quite a horrifying scene. After all, other than the black cat, all other fellows were not of small sizes.

In the past, this was a hustling and bustling shipping lane, but it was already abandoned now. Not only were there few cargo ships and passenger ships, even fishing boats were rarely seen.

Occasionally, a big ship would be seen passing by, with some cultivators were aboard at the front line. When they saw them, each of them became more alert.

Twelve Arms was not concerned about this at all, but his two partners kept discussing this upon seeing the situation.