Chapter 1757

After riding the cargo truck for 20 minutes, Perseus and the others finally boarded the boat. It could be seen that the crew and fishermen on the boat all sported buzz cuts, which seemed rather unusual. Even though the vessel resembled a fishing boat, it surged forward the instant it started moving, suggesting significant modifications had been made. Fred leaned toward Perseus and whispered, "These people belong to the Eight Mountains, Perseus. Their eyes give them away, and those calluses on their hands prove that they are seasoned sharpshooters." Perseus hummed and nodded in understanding. He felt reassured that their safety was no longer a concern after knowing that the higher authorities and the Eight Mountains had stepped in. Perseus had a more urgent task at hand, though. He needed to confront Alex and get to the bottom of this. "Why are you still here, Perseus?" Azrael stormed over with his face covered in blood, looking frantic and anxious. "Aren't we supposed to be here,