Facing the flashing cold light of a sword's edge and the body of the first mate lying dead on the ground, Eilina nodded again, not daring to let out a breath.
Su Ming'an sheathed his sword and walked towards the ship's rail.
The crew members watched this scene in shock.
They never imagined that the roles of hunter and prey could be reversed.
The young man appeared inexplicably harmless, not even wearing a Soul Hunter Medal, and even lay in a lifeboat, leading anyone to think that this was a highly profitable raid without the slightest danger.
...Little did they know they had allowed a ferocious tiger to board.
Su Ming'an saw a chair next to the ship's rail and sat down, closing his eyes to rest.
The sunlight shone on him, drying his slightly damp clothes.
After the self-destruction of the Yate Vessel, he truly found no chance for salvation.