After saying this, Sunday drew the long saber from his waist and showed the frosty blade to Ruth.
"As for the mutual enemy that you and I share, our former leader, he won't live much longer.
I can reveal to you, once the shipyard completes that big ship, it will be his demise.
No matter if you have the courage or not by then, I will bring him back and personally behead him on the execution platform."
Sunday's tone was extraordinarily firm, and his eyes seemed to blaze with fire, making Ruth dare not look directly at him.
Still lost in the recollection and reflection of Sunday's words, yet to respond, he heard a crisp "clang"—
Sunday had sheathed the long saber, strode away like a sea breeze, issuing into the cabin, leaving only a camouflaged back.
...
The route to the archipelago had been traveled more than once, and as it was the dry season in the archipelago, the sea was calm, with a wide view and no unexpected obstacles along the way.
