Little Eight was startled by Lu Yin’s inquiry, and he unconsciously grimaced. “Boss, please don’t scare me like that. You can learn all of this just by asking around. At least half of the people on this ship know more than me.”

“Is that so?” Lu Yin replied noncommittally. When he had initially chosen him to control these pirates on his behalf, he had already noticed that Little Eight’s personality was different from that of the typical fugitive. His rough, ruffian demeanor also seemed deliberately crafter, but this had nothing to do with Lu Yin. They would all go their own ways when they reached the pirate port. And anyways, he was currently more concerned about that woman, Zhuo Daynight, and was hoping that she would not die.

He left the control room and went to check in on Zhuo Daynight in the sick bay. She was currently soaking in a nutrient bath that enveloped her entire body. Her vitals, such as her heartbeat, were all normal. “She won’t just die on us, right?”

The ship’s doctor replied, “No. While her injuries are serious, they have stabilized and won’t deteriorate as long as her body receives no further damage. However, within a month, she will definitely die without receiving proper treatment.”

Lu Yin relaxed and looked at Zhuo Daynight.

He thought back to the first time that he had met...