Jun Lin, accompanied by Er Rou and Luo Jie, boarded a ship bound for the Central Region openly and legitimately under the cover of supernatural powers.

The three of them quietly arrived at a secluded corner and removed the disguise of their supernatural abilities.

Hiding before boarding is to avoid unnecessary trouble; once on board, there's no need to hide anymore.

These people can't possibly check their identities while they're on the ship, can they?

Luo Jie looked around at the people and couldn't help but be surprised, "Wow, these people don't look very old, but their cultivation levels are all around the eighth realm."

His ability to break through to the eighth realm was not only due to his own good talent, but also because the source of the Calamity played a crucial role.

Jun Lin casually picked up a spiritual fruit from the table, took a bite, and replied nonchalantly, "That's normal. After all, these people are from the Central Region. They wouldn't dare to run around without some strength."

The moment he stepped into the Dead Sea, he realized that there was no spiritual energy in the area where the Dead Sea was located.

The spiritual energy in the Central Region is abundant, but it cannot cross the Dead Sea to reach the Outer Region, which is why there is such a large gap between the Central Region and the Outer Region.

Luo Jie nodded and, without any hesitation, picked up an unknown spiritual fruit and began to eat it.

His gaze swept around, seemingly searching for the richly dressed young man who had previously claimed to be native.

Junlin's gaze fell on a black-robed youth sitting in the corner of the hall. It was this youth who had bumped into the richly dressed young man who had spoken arrogantly earlier.

For some reason, he always felt that there was something wrong with this boy, that he wasn't a normal person.

So Junlin walked over and sat down opposite the boy.

The young man slightly raised his eyes to look at Junlin, but did not speak. He simply sipped his tea slowly.

Seeing this, Junlin couldn't help but smile slightly. Look at this personality, he's definitely got the makings of a chosen one!

[Yes, that's right. This person's name is Ruan Xinghe. He is a fake chosen one of destiny. His identity is related to the Ruan family of the Central Region, but he is actually a native of the Eastern Region. He obtained the Central Region certificate by killing someone from the Central Region.]

The system's words directly confirmed Junlin's conjecture.

"Let's be friends?" Jun Lin smiled slightly.

Where there is a chosen one of destiny, there will never be peace.

Maybe this time he won't even need to cause any trouble; there will be something interesting to watch.

"Not interested." Ruan Xinghe's tone was indifferent, giving people a feeling of keeping them at arm's length.

However, King's Landing didn't care at all.

There's no way around it; that's how fake chosen ones are. All they need to do is act cool, while they have a lot more to consider.

For example, how to lead the other party astray.

Jun Lin tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, and after a moment of thought, transmitted his voice: "Is that so? I wonder what will happen to you after your identity is exposed, Ruan Xinghe?"

Upon hearing this, Ruan Xinghe's hand holding the cup trembled slightly. "What do you want to do?"

He will not admit his identity unless King Landing reveals his name.

But if someone can even say his name, then they must know him well, so there's no point in being stubborn.

Moreover, the fact that this person didn't expose him immediately means that either he needs something from him, or... he wants to play a trick on him.

If it's the former, then there's still room for negotiation.

If it's the latter... then he needs to seriously consider his options.

Junlin said calmly, "Don't be so nervous. I mean you no harm. I just want you to help me kill someone."

"who?"

"The one who called you a native."

"Do you have a grudge against him?"

Ruan Xinghe suddenly looked at Jun Lin.

He now suspects that Junlin is also from the Eastern Region, otherwise why would he be interested in that guy?

"No, it's just that my brother doesn't like him."

Ruan Xinghe: "..."

Seeing this, Junlin smiled slightly. "I know you suspect that I am the same kind of person as you... You are welcome to try."

Seeing Jun Lin's calm expression, Ruan Xinghe couldn't be sure for a moment, and he didn't dare to gamble on the possibility.

His cultivation level might be acceptable in the Eastern Region, but on this ship, it's rather unacceptable.

Most of the people on the ship were eighth-realm martial artists from the Central Region, and there were even quite a few ninth-realm martial artists.

Once exposed, it's very difficult to escape unscathed!

After much deliberation, Ruan Xinghe finally nodded, "Okay, but you must make a promise."

Jun Lin raised an eyebrow and said, "You seem to have no choice, don't you?"

"Then do it yourself!"

Ruan Xinghe's gaze, hidden beneath his hood, met Junlin's directly, unwavering.

He truly had no other choice.

But rather than being drained of its usefulness by King's Landing and then having its identity exposed, it's better to overturn the table now.

Jun Lin shrugged and said, "Don't get so excited. I promise, okay? I swear here and now that I will keep your secret after it's done. If I break this promise, may I be struck by lightning."

Upon hearing Junlin's vow, Ruan Xinghe couldn't help but frown slightly.

He sensed something was wrong.

Junlin has already made the oath, but the Heavenly Dao seems to have no reaction?

"I've already sworn an oath. If you still don't believe me, then there's nothing I can do."

"Alright, he must die before he disembarks."

Ruan Xinghe drank the tea in his cup, turned around and left without the slightest hesitation.

At this moment, Luo Jie, who had been searching the hall and the ship but had not found the elegantly dressed young man he longed for, walked towards Junlin.

"Damn it, where did that kid go?" Luo Jie pulled up a chair and sat down, cursing under his breath.

"He brought a woman with him on board. Do you think he'd be wandering around aimlessly like you?" Junlin said, speechless.

That being said, shouldn't a chosen one be surrounded by beautiful women?

Why is there not a single girl around Luo Jie?

The only girl seems to be this guy's disciple? Could she be from that sect that rebels against their master?

Luo Jie curled his lip and said, "What are you talking about? Didn't you also bring Senior Er Rou on board? Didn't you still wander around aimlessly with nothing to do?"

Junlin: "..."

NM!

Is that how you're supposed to understand it?

"I'm on official business. Did you see that man in black robes who just left?"

Luo Jie nodded. "I saw him. Who's that guy? I saw you guys sitting here for a while."

"How should I put it, we're the same kind of people."

"Huh? Impossible!" Luo Jie shook his head decisively. "I'm not the same kind of person as those who hide their true intentions."

He has always been upright and honest.

Even if he was wanted, even if he was number one on the wanted list, he would not stoop to hiding.

Junlin shook his head helplessly and said, "I sent him to kill that kid who called you a native."

"How did you do that?" Luo Jie was somewhat surprised. He had actually found a thug in such a short time.

Junlin made a fist with one hand, "It's simple, I've found his weakness."