Inside the second-level cabin.
The wandering knights and the ship's guards also heard the shouts coming from the lake's surface.
"Water bandits! Get out of the cabin and defend the ship!"
Just as one of the guards tried to rise, his body suddenly went limp, and he collapsed to the floor, unable to move.
"Oh no, poison!"
He immediately realized that the food they had eaten had been tampered with, but it was already too late.
At that moment, aside from Su Chen and the six water bandits' hidden agents, all the other wandering knights and guards felt their limbs go weak, unable to muster even a shred of strength.
With the situation settled, the six hidden agents no longer bothered concealing themselves. They rose in unison and drew their sabers.
"Hahaha, everyone, don't struggle," one of the water bandits laughed. "There was more than enough Muscle-Relaxing Powder in the food. Forget people—even a tiger would have to lie down obediently."
"This is Wan Sanqian's ship! How many heads do you have to dare rob it?" a guard shouted.
As the richest man in the Great Ming, Wan Sanqian possessed enormous influence.
He was generous and righteous, lavish with his money. Many people in the martial world had received his favors, and countless experts had ties to him.
Even the Number One Manor under the current imperial uncle, the Iron Gallant Divine Marquis Zhu Wushi, had been funded by Wan Sanqian.
Thus, whenever his merchant caravans encountered bandits they could not handle during their travels, they would invoke Wan Sanqian's name.
Almost all bandits would show him some respect and retreat obediently.
But this time, Wan Sanqian's name was useless.
"Wan Sanqian? Heh. Forget Wan Sanqian—even if it were the emperor's ship, we'd still rob it," the leader of the