Xia Mian also slightly squinted her eyes; the ship was moving, yet no matter how it moved, it couldn't approach the shore.
Song Ke's face gradually showed a trace of anxiety, "Miss Xia, today's Sea Market is quite unusual."
Xia Mian responded with a faint "hmm," not really putting much thought into this oddity.
The Sea Market would only randomly teleport to other places, and they weren't in mortal danger, which put her somewhat at ease.
The young man rowing the boat looked a bit apologetic, "Brother Song, let me try again."
The young boatman once again tried hard to row towards the shore; the oars moved, the water flowed, yet the boat still couldn't get close to the shore.
Song Ke's face grew more and more solemn, being on the sea felt like an unrooted duckweed, and that feeling of not being able to land one's feet on solid ground was deeply unsettling.
Xia Mian squinted her eyes slightly, her gaze once again falling on the group of people from the Artifact Refining Sect.
