While the dance party was in full swing on the Tianbao ship, Sun Yaoyang's men were all seated on speedboats at the edge of a secluded coastline.
Sun Yaoyang himself sat on a speedboat, gazing silently at the pitch-black sea, his expression unchanged.
"Ring ring..."
At that moment, a sudden and urgent phone ring pierced the night, severe and unsettling.
Upon hearing the ringtone, Sun Yaoyang's face flashed with excitement, and without hesitation, he answered the call: "What's the situation?"
"Family Head, we've just received word that the Tianbao ship has set sail and has reached the designated location and stopped,"
a deep voice came from the phone.
"I understand,"
Sun Yaoyang's eyes flickered, and he hung up without hesitation. He glanced at everyone seated on the speedboats: "I'm sure you all know what we need to do tonight. Our goal tonight is to kill, and anyone who obstructs us will be killed without mercy. Understand?"
"Understood."
