Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

The president of Xin's Chamber of Commerce really likes quietness.

There is no one living in the huge yard. Even though there are beautiful flowers and plants planted and exquisite ornaments placed there, it still looks very deserted.

Moshe walked beside Artborg. The two did not communicate at all along the way, and they never even looked at each other.

Artborg was wearing casual clothes, and had removed his light armor, revealing his muscular figure. The white shirt outlined his smooth and powerful muscle curves, and the fabric made friction sounds from time to time, which was particularly obvious in the silent environment.

Moshe took off his cape and wore a white shirt and black vest, which looked very similar to Artborg's style of clothing.

The young man led them deeper into the yard and stopped in front of an unpretentious wooden brown building.

"President, the guests have arrived."

After a moment, a loud voice sounded: "Please let them in."

"Yes."

The young man walked up the steps, gently pushed open the door, and said to Moshe and Artbolg, "Come in, both of you."

Art Bolger nodded and said, "Thank you."

Mo Xie smiled at him, stepped over the threshold and entered the house.

The furnishings in the house were simple and plain, just like the plain exterior. A wisp of smoke drifted in, carrying the warm scent of incense. Behind the smoke, a middle-aged man with gray hair sat at the wooden table.

Unlike ordinary landlords and merchants, the clothes he wore were no different from those of ordinary people, neat and simple. Apart from a waist ornament and a sachet, he had no other accessories on his body.

"You are the commander of that army? You look so young!" The man looked at him without hiding his scrutiny, moving his gaze between Artborg and Moshe. "Is this your child? He looks about three or four years old. He doesn't look like the eldest son, maybe the second son..."

Xin is not an ordinary person, Mo Xie thought.

He looked nothing like Art Bolger, that was obvious.

It seems that as long as the person himself doesn't say it, no one will know.

And Xin was the first person to recognize their father-son relationship during the expedition.

"Look at me. I'm so happy to see you that I almost forgot to introduce myself." The man smiled and said, "My last name is Xin, my given name is Youwei, and my courtesy name is Ziyong. What are your names?"

He was very approachable, with a calm and reserved temperament, just like the uncle next door.

"We are from the Kingdom of Rekton in the western continent. He is Artbolg McIntosh, the commander-in-chief of the army. I am Moshe McIntosh from the translation team. It is an honor to meet you."

Xin Youwei is very tall, and even when sitting on a chair, Mo Xie needs to look up at him.

Hearing this fluent Chinese language, Xin Youwei was slightly startled, then his eyes lit up and he stood up excitedly.

"You speak northern Mandarin? It's better than what our number one shopkeeper speaks!" Xin Youwei walked up to Mo Xie, bent down and looked at him closely, "Are you really from the Western Continent? And not someone who traveled across the ocean from our ancient country of China?"

The focus is not "a three or four-year-old child can speak complex Chinese", but "what is the identity of the child who can speak complex Chinese".

Just as Moshe was about to answer, Artbolg took a step forward inconspicuously, separated the man, and said expressionlessly: "This matter has nothing to do with the plane rift. Please talk about business first."

For some reason, Artborg, who had always been polite to outsiders, behaved a little impolitely this time.

Mo Xie turned his eyes and relayed the message to Xin Youwei in a more tactful way.

"Sorry, sorry, I was rude."

Xin Youwei retreated back to his original position, the light in his eyes still shining, and he said with a smile: "I believe you two already know that the original responsible for connecting with your army was the Nether Fire Tower."

Mo Xie nodded, "Yes."

"I used 10,000 South China Sea pearls to get this opportunity because of a guess I made." Xin Youwei took off his waist ornament and showed it to them. "What do you think this is?"

The front of the waist ornament is an emerald green jade pendant, and the back is embedded with a shiny object.

"Scales from some marine creature." Moshe answered without hesitation.

Xin Youwei slightly widened his eyes, his smile gradually expanded, and his tone was full of expectation: "Why do you say 'some kind of marine creature' instead of fish?"

"It's very special." As a wizard, Mo Xie could sense a special scent from the scales. However, this scent was very faint and was previously covered by the scent of incense and Xin Youwei, so he didn't notice it.

Xin Youwei sighed, "You are the first person who can see its value at a glance."

"You think these creatures are related to the plane rifts, right?" Atbolg regained his sense of existence.

"Yes." Xin Youwei lowered his eyes, and gently stroked the jade pendant with his thumb, carefully avoiding the scales. "Since the appearance of the Sky Mark, shipwrecks have occurred frequently in the waters of the ancient Chinese nation. In the mildest cases, the ship was destroyed and no one died; in the worst cases, the wreckage sank and no one survived. To be honest, many merchant ships of my Xin's Chamber of Commerce were also damaged."

He paused and continued, "When I went to the beach to check the situation, I accidentally found this scale. It is wide and thick, but very light. It has a colorful luster under the sunlight. The edges are intact and the texture is hard, as if it fell off naturally."

"The surviving fisherman said that after the merchant ship capsized, he vaguely heard a strange sound, like a piece of music made up of many long notes. Two days later, more than one fisherman said that they saw a strange figure near the reef near the sea. It seemed to be dragging a big fish and swinging its body back and forth. Combined with the folk legend, I guessed that it was the scales of a mermaid."

Moshe changed "mermaid" to "merman", and Artborg understood it instantly.

"Can you tell us what the folk legend is about?" Moshe could clearly hear his own heartbeat. For some reason, he suddenly had a strange premonition.

Since the black power can affect Zandra, marine life is now a hundred times more dangerous to humans than before.

It would be difficult if the alien creatures they were facing this time were the "descendants of the sea" in their previous lives.

"That's exactly what I meant." Xin Youwei hung the jade pendant back on his belt, turned around and walked to the bookshelf, and took down a book with a blue cover and bound with a thin rope.

"Initially, people believed that mermaids were fish with human heads and fish bodies. Later, legends spread and gradually formed the current version, which is that mermaids have human bodies and fish tails and are extremely beautiful. They live in water like fish and continue to weave. Their cries are like songs, gentle and sad. When they cry, pearls will come out of their eyes. Eating their meat can gain immortality."

Xin Youwei flipped through the pages of the book and stopped at the picture of the mermaid.

Abnormal beauty? Artborg looked at the picture, then at Xin Youwei's excited expression.

He felt that the people of the ancient Chinese nation probably had some misunderstanding about the word "beauty".

This is not Atborg's fault. It is mainly because the painting schools of the East and West continents are different, and the styles and techniques are very different.

In the picture, a creature with a human body and a fish tail is sitting on a reef, its sparse hair fluttering in the sea breeze and its white eyes staring blankly at the sea, mainly to highlight the "resemblance".

"For hundreds of years, cultivators have used Qi to practice magic and have been able to do many extraordinary things, but there has never been an immortal." Xin Youwei lowered his eyes and looked at his rough palms. "It's a pity that I am dull and can't even reach the most basic realm. Those elixirs have been wasted."

Immortality...

Moshe suddenly thought of something and asked, "Since you have personally visited the seashore to check the situation, do you know the main cause of the shipwreck?"

"The waves surged and hit the ship, causing it to capsize. The people on the ship were also submerged by the huge waves and sank to the bottom of the sea." Xin Youwei's face turned a little ugly as he recalled the bad news.

Mo Xie guided him step by step: "Ordinary ships cannot withstand wind and waves, but your merchant ship should have been reinforced, and you also calculated the weather before setting sail. How could it be damaged so many times?"

Xin Youwei was not surprised, because he had mentioned this conjecture just now, "So I think that the Sky Mark has affected those who may be 'mermaids'."

"Mermaids live in the deep sea, and reefs are distributed in the sea or near the coast. Some fishermen have seen strange figures near the reefs, which means that the mermaids have left the deep sea and are close to where humans live." Mo Xie looked at Xin Youwei calmly, and his voice gradually became lower. "Is there a possibility that the mermaids don't care about ships, and their target is... humans."