There Are Always Honest People

Xu Qing glanced at the ground.

He wanted to take a look at the location that the resonance pointed out and see what was there.

The jade slip that Huang Yan had given him also described the underground of the merfolk's island.

Due to the characteristics of the merfolk race, the clan's territory was divided into two levels. One was the surface world formed by the cities built on islands with bones or shells.

They liked bones. Regardless of whether it was fish bones, beast bones, or nonhuman bones, they were all things they were passionate about. The more sinister and evil they were, the greater their fondness for them.

It was as though this was the cultural inheritance buried in the very depths of the soul of every merfolk.

As for the second level, it was underwater.