Chapter 386: Return to Reality?

The White Oak had stopped on the sea surface, and the shadow-like "Ghost Ship", enveloped in thick fog, also halted beside it, its blurry and hazy silhouette seeming to hide an invitation.

Lawrence looked at the ship, appearing somewhat hesitant.

"Should we send someone over to check it out?" came the voice of the first mate, Gus, from his side, pulling Lawrence out of his reverie.

Lawrence turned his head and looked at the first mate who had weathered storms with him for two or three decades. "...You recognize it too, don't you?"

"...The last time we saw it was near Frost," the first mate looked at the nearby sea surface, his tone quite complex, much like Lawrence, he was still engulfed in burning green flames, his body presenting a ghostly, ethereal stance, "All these years, the old crew members know about your situation, but no one dared to talk about it..."