CHAPTER 222

It was because of the breathing technique Myles was able to fight off hunger. Even after not eating anything for more than eight weeks, he looked like he could live this way for another eight weeks if he wanted.

All Myles had taken from Penny was some water every now and then. He didn’t take any food even though she had offered him multiple times every day.

Unlike Myles, Ria had eaten better.

As their boat reached the shore, a batch of guards dressed in blue and armed with swords, guns, and all kinds of weapons were waiting for them. There were also dogs on leash, standing by their side, with their tongues hanging out.

“It’s rare to see someone cross the sea on a boat,” the leader of the guard unit, a long white-haired man with saw-like teeth, said. He was tall and had a sinewy build. Despite his white hair, he looked like someone in his early thirties at best. “I see that you’re no ordinary group. Mind telling us which city you're coming from?”

“Not one city,” Penny said, getting dow