The ship's atmosphere relaxed a little. Everyone knew that Casting Sea had decided to return to port.

Although many people had died, they were still alive. And each living person had obtained a harvest far surpassing their expectations.

On the Cold Sea, risks and rewards were always proportional to each other.

This was the reason why the brigands of Black City were able to patiently bear things until now.

After all, the ways of thinking between people who were barefoot and those who wore shoes were different.

Seeing the ship changing directions, King Mystery’s complexion darkened. He stared at Qin Yu and said, “I hope from now on you can keep quiet.”

Qin Yu understood his meaning. He smiled and said, “Of course. I won’t make things awkward for you.”

King Mystery almost exploded with rage. What did he mean by not making things awkward for him? What are you smiling for? You bastard, why don’t you just go and die!

But whether King Mystery was willing...