The Storm Settled

Though he knew something was wrong, Lu San had no time to think further.

He looked up, and his pupils abruptly contracted.

On the deck of the Lin Family's treasure ship, Sha LiFei was organizing the Lin sailors' defense.

They stood back to back, forming an outward-facing defensive circle.

Some flashed their blades, hacking apart the grappling hooks thrown aboard, while others crouched by the rail and fired downward.

For a time, blood splattered everywhere as firearms roared.

The others were not idle either, each using their own methods to repel the enemy.

Kuai Dayou, Fatty Lin, and Kong Shangzhao guarded the cabin entrance. The three worked together seamlessly: whenever one used his blade to block, another flung a throwing knife; when one fired, the other protected his back.

The cabin held the Twelve Yuan Chen's belongings and wealth, all extremely precious.

Every water bandit who came near the cabin was cut down.

The one who struck the most terror into the enemy was undoubtedly Long Yan'er.

She whipped her water sleeves, sending Gu worms darting out. Many water bandits who approached the Lin Family's ship had Gu worms burrow into them, driving them mad and making them hack wildly at their own comrades.

But there were experts among the water bandits as well, releasing hidden weapons.

Long Yan'er could only dodge while casting her spells.

As for Wu Ba, he held a Tiger Crouching Cannon and kept his eyes fixed on the water.

He did not fire. He merely kept shifting the cannon's aim.

Lu San's heart tightened. Following Wu Ba's gaze, he looked toward the churning water.

He could sense two sinister auras hidden there as well, watching like venomous snakes.

At last, on a small boat in the distance, he saw two people.

One wore a tattered