Chapter 355: Crisis at Sea

The sky hung over an endless sea, and their little vessel felt light as a leaf. Before they knew it, the boat had been running across open water for a day and a night. Oliver Yale had spent the entire time on the deck, eyes fixed on the geomancy compass. He got nowhere. He glanced up at the full moon hanging high again and frowned. "By rights, my divination shouldn't be off. Why haven't we arrived yet?" He trusted his divination. You could call him useless in a fight, but you could not say his...