Dark clouds loomed overhead as torrential rain slanted down. Unlike rainstorms on land, storms at sea were far more terrifying.
As a giant sailing ship, the Basharo displayed its majesty. Even with waves crashing onto the deck, it continued cutting through them, its bow crushing up splashes over ten meters high.
Creak~
The ship's wooden planks rubbed against one another, producing a grating sound.
With a thunderous boom, a wave slammed into the port side. Seawater surged wildly onto the deck, washing over the bodies of one outlaw and sailor after another.
The mainmast let out a heart-shaking cracking sound, as if it might snap at any moment. All the sails were filled with wind, forcing the ship onward through the storm.
In weather like this, the Basharo not only failed to drop anchor but instead sailed directly into the storm. The main reason was that the storm had already lasted for two days.
That was right. Su Xiao had been at sea for two days. The first morning had been sunny and calm, but by noon, the storm had arrived.
The sailors had suggested dropping anchor first and continuing once the storm passed. Who could have known that the storm would last all the way into the night without any sign of stopping? Instead, it grew even more violent.
At six that evening, the sailors hauled up the anchor and lowered the sails to continue sailing. They knew that this torrential rain would not stop.
Cold raindrops landed on Su Xiao's face. He was sitting atop the cabin. Compared with the cabin, which was nearly filled with water, this place was clearly more comfortable.
Not far away, A' Mu was tied to the mast and snoring loudly. Above him was Bubu Wang, lying in a hammock and swinging like