On a small hill a kilometer away from the port, several Misty Island residents crouched in the weeds, their gazes piercing through the gaps in the grass, staring intently at the sea vessel where Fang Bai and others were located.
"Brothers, something seems off!"
One of the Misty Island residents spat out a blade of grass from his mouth with a "puh" sound and suddenly raised his hand to point at the sea vessel where Fang Bai and the others were.
The other residents hurriedly looked in the direction he pointed, only to see that the vessel was bustling with activity, as if the martial artists onboard were busying themselves with something.
"Why aren't they cultivating or resting in the middle of the night? What are they up to?"
Muttered another Misty Island resident.
At that moment, Essence Energy permeated above the sea vessel, and the massive hull began to tremble.
"Damn it! They're starting the vessel!"
"Starting the vessel in the dead of night, what for?"
