Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

Language barrier, she didn’t speak to them.

Xu Xingguang walked past them, and after walking about seven or eight meters away, she looked back and found that the two men were still sneaking glances at her.

Caught red-handed peeking, the two men showed a flustered expression, awkwardly clenching their hands together, and said something in a flurry.

They were probably apologizing.

Xu Xingguang suddenly tossed a tin of mint candies towards them, and they caught it in a panic, curiously feeling the tin, not knowing what it was.

Xu Xingguang placed her right hand at her lips, making a gesture of eating.

After understanding her meaning, the two men opened the lid, shared the candies, and tasted them. The refreshing sensation expanded infinitely in their mouths, quite overwhelming, making them shake their heads.

After that, they smiled shyly at Xu Xingguang, expressing their gratitude.

”Goodnight.”

Only then did Xu Xingguang turn around and walk towards the dock.

The seawater in the Divine Martial Realm is always black, very strange; it’s clear when held in the palm of your hand, but appears dark when gathered together.

The port was divided into several areas; the first six areas were for regular elite fishing boats and guest ships, except for a corner area where three or four black ships were sparsely docked.

Only one ship had a light on, with a sailor clad in a leather coat resting on a deck chair. Hearing footsteps, the sailor silently and warily opened his eyes and gazed at Xu Xingguang.

Perhaps he had never seen a woman more beautiful than her, as he stared wide-eyed, but quickly resumed his silent and reserved demeanor.

Xu Xingguang walked over, examining the ship and the people on it, and asked the sailor in a luxuriant, elegant noble tone, ”Going to Bai Ze Island?”

The sailor looked Xu Xingguang up and down before muttering, ”I’ll ask the captain.”

”Alright,” Xu Xingguang nodded, indicating her understanding.

Soon, a man wearing a large hat and with a short pipe tucked at his waist came out. He looked at Xu Xingguang, silently acknowledging: Mendun wasn’t wrong; this time, indeed, a very beautiful woman has come.

”Are you going to Bai Ze Island?” the captain asked while removing the pipe from his waist.

Xu Xingguang looked at his pipe, a memory of her grandfather flashed through her mind.

Nodding slightly, she lightly boarded the ship, saying, ”Since it’s a return ship, make it cheaper, 50,000 silver coins. What do you say, Captain?”

The captain narrowed his eyes, remaining silent.

This little girl looked beautiful and harmless, with eyes more dazzling than the stars above, yet she could tell in one glance that this was a return ship, obviously not simple.

He had indeed misjudged.

”Fifty thousand it is,” said the captain, ”I usually run business on the Divine Hidden Continent side, and it was by chance that I’m here on Central Yu Continent.”

Even if Xu Xingguang hadn’t come, they were to return to Divine Hidden Continent in two hours.

And from Beiwang Cape to Divine Hidden Continent, they must pass through Bai Ze Island.

Fifty thousand—mutually beneficial.

After boarding the ship, Xu Xingguang wasn’t too picky and sat down directly on the deck chair the sailor previously occupied.

The ship wouldn’t set sail for another two hours, and the captain brought a bag of seafood on deck; from somewhere, he got a grill, preparing to barbecue seafood.

Xu Xingguang became interested, sat up, and crouched next to the grill.

The captain thought she wanted to eat and said, ”Fifty thousand doesn’t cover meal expenses.”

Xu Xingguang pointed at the raw oyster in his tongs, saying, ”Add some garlic, it tastes better.”

Captain: ”...”

”What’s garlic?”

Xu Xingguang said, ”It’s a plant from the genus Allium of the lily family.” In a good mood, she opened her Intelligent Brain Terminal, searched for pictures of garlic, and showed them to the captain.

”We have this on the ship,” the captain said. ”Sometimes Mendun uses it as an antiseptic and anti-inflammatory, and when there’s no taste in his mouth, he eats a few raw cloves.”

But the captain couldn’t accept the strong smell, thinking garlic wasn’t a palatable ingredient.

Xu Xingguang, like a seductive sea demon, her voice charming, smile clean and pure, ”Bring the garlic, and I’ll make it for you to try.”

The captain was really curious whether the thing would truly taste good with raw oysters, looking deeply at Xu Xingguang before shouting towards the cabin, ”Mendun! Bring out your disinfectant fruit!”

Since food resources have become scarce, common people rarely see garlic these days, unaware it’s an essential ingredient in cooking.

The Strong Sailor soon came out with a bunch of garlic.

Xu Xingguang clicked her tongue, found a clean iron plate, borrowed a knife from them, and quickly chopped the garlic into a puree.