Jiezena stood at the highest point of the Ship Building, both hands resting on the railing as she coldly looked down at the merchant ship, which had been completely taken over by Siren Warriors.
On the deck, a group of Siren Warriors tightly bound the hands of the Imperial sailors.
Jiezena narrowed her eyes and shouted at the Siren Warriors:
"Move faster! Finish things here as soon as possible—we still have another target to catch!"
"Gather all the uncooperative Imperials and lock them up together. As for those Imperial Merchants, imprison them separately. Keep a closer eye on them, and don't let them escape..."
Though Jiezena's voice was not loud, the Siren Warriors on deck immediately picked up their pace. Some of them also headed toward the Ship Building.
Several Imperial Merchants were escorted out of the Ship Building by Siren Warriors.
Every one of them looked rather bedraggled. They had resisted during the struggle, and their clothes were torn. Some Imperial Merchants were even bruised and swollen, while one of them had blood running down his arm.
The Imperial Merchants looked shocked. They kept repeating in simple Naga Language:
"Don't hurt us. We're willing to offer money to rebuild our friendship. We are Imperials. Don't hurt us."
The Imperial Merchants held their hands over their heads, looking obedient as they repeated the same words over and over.
Perhaps because these Imperial Merchants appeared quite compliant, the Siren Warriors had not tied them up with ropes.
From atop the Ship Building, Jiezena noticed that two of the Siren Warriors emerging from the cabin had chest wounds—bloody holes stabbed open by sharp weapons. Though the two Siren Warriors had walked out of the cabin relying on their formidable constitutions, they kept one hand pressed over their wounds.
During the search just