As this voice rang out, a figure flew directly from the carriage and stood in the void.
This figure was none other than the brocade-clad young man with narrow eyes that Ye Chen had previously sensed with his divine consciousness!
Hearing this young man say he wanted to commandeer the ferry, many people's faces changed.
This ferry only came once a day—if this young man monopolized it, they would have to wait an extra day!
"Young master, the ferry can seat five hundred people at once. There's room for all of us here—perhaps you could ..." a late-stage Spirit Sea martial artist couldn't help but speak up to the young man.
Boom!
Before the late-stage Spirit Sea martial artist could finish speaking, the brocade-clad young man standing in the void pointed in the air, and instantly, the martial artist was blasted backward, flying back and finally hitting a large tree by the ferry dock with a bang and spewing a mouthful of blood.