"Brothers, here comes our Pure Dome Crystal!"
"Get 'em! For the Son of the Sun!"
"Tear their ship apart!"
The land and the oasis, like reflections on the water's surface, suddenly rippled and then shattered. The camels, cows, and mules within the oasis vanished along with it, as if they were nothing but a mirage.
A menacing drifting ship, adorned with a wicked dragon, emerged from the shimmering light.
A Gold-rank drifting ship, the Son of the Sun!
Hehe.
Shi Ming could barely suppress the smirk on his face.
'Tear a ship apart?'
'Let's see who's better at it.'
'And honestly, you guys have no patience. Aren't we still half a nautical mile apart? Why the rush?'
'You have to understand, fishing requires patience. A true seasoned angler can sit by the river and fish all day, even at ten years old!'
When the situation suddenly changed, the expressions of the crew on the *Dayun* changed, but they didn't panic.
Instead, they went full throttle and charged forward to meet them.
