Li Huowang gently stroked Mantou's head. Through the translucent black veil, he watched the direction the little girl had gone, a hint of envy in his heart.
How wonderful it would be to return to a time when I knew nothing.
Just as he was entertaining this thought, a muffled BANG suddenly echoed through the ship. The cabin tilted sharply to the left. In the distance, the men who had been fighting were thrown together and sent tumbling like gourds.
Li Huowang, who had already plunged his sword into the floorboards for stability, shot out a hand and grabbed Mantou's tail.
With such a big wave, will the carriage in the lower hold be alright?
The thought of Black Taisui breaking free from its restraints made Li Huowang tense up. He couldn't even wait for the ship to right itself, stumbling toward the stern to check on his horse.
