Death seemed to be inevitable. Approaching it with an alternative would also lead to death. The three possibilities Xia Lei had brought up had a great likelihood of disaster, especially the last one. As long as the American ships came close, two cannonballs would be all it takes to sink them all. 

“Boss, I’m sure you’ve got a plan, right?” Tsukino Kyoko’s gaze was unwavering. “You summoned us here to tell us your plan. What would you like us to do?” 

Tsukino Kyoko had always been obedient. She never demanded reasons, only heeding to Xia Lei’s instructions loyally. 

Xia Lei fell silent. “There’s a speedboat on this ship. We’ll lower it down, bring along enough fuel, food and water then avoid Cyprus. We need to leave the danger zone before deciding on anything else.” 

“Yelena, let’s go,” Tsukino called. 

Yelena nodded in acknowledgement and left with her. 

“Anjum Khan, you should go with them too. Help Kyoko and Yelena with the food supply but I must remind you. No curry from the kitchen,” said Xia Lei. 

Anjum Khan was speechless. While Xia Lei’s reminder was borderline questionable, he still went nonetheless. 

Xia Lei returned his gaze onto Sa’im and Qian Jun. “You two, go tie up the captain and the...