Late at night, the Wuwan Sea was calm and quiet.
"Shua Shua~~~"
Two figures gracefully landed on the surface of the sea, it was Ning Daoran and Little Bai.
It had been two whole days since the Qingfu Square fleet was ambushed, only some broken planks could be seen on the sea surface, even the bodies of the deceased had been devoured by sharks long ago.
"Young Master."
Little Bai pursed her red lips: "Where should we start investigating?"
"Don't worry, there are clues everywhere."
Ning Daoran gently tapped the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven with his hand: "Little Blackie, get to work, herd all the nearby sharks here, I want to question them and find some clues from their stomachs!"
"Yes!"
A figure rushed out from the Spirit Garden Cave Heaven, quickly transforming into an Ink Jiao Dragon with a body length of at least a hundred meters, which looked quite terrifying, lifting its massive head staring at Ning Daoran: "Brother Ran, leave it to me."
"Stop the nonsense, go now!"
