With a sweep of his Spiritual Sense, Chen Mo took in everything aboard the fishing boat. The captain, in particular, was barking orders inside the cabin, making Chen Mo frown.
"If everything goes smoothly, we'll reach Trat, Siam, late tonight," Bai Xiaotian said.
"Mm. Fine." Chen Mo nodded, then asked, "Is this boat safe?"
Looking at the captain, Chen Mo had the feeling that this boat was not particularly safe. The man practically had the words "bad guy" written across his face. Even if they were written in Cambodian, he would still look like a bad guy.
"I don't know. Time was tight, and he was introduced through a middleman, so he might not be reliable. But I don't think there'll be too much of a problem. I paid him well enough," Bai Xiaotian said.
Although he had plenty of connections and resources, it was genuinely difficult to find familiar contacts under such short notice. He could only go through a middleman to find someone capable of handling this.
Moreover, the middleman might have gone through several other middlemen before finding this connection. If they got robbed by the very people they hired, or were taken out to sea and held up, that would be perfectly normal. That was why Bai Xiaotian sounded so uncertain.
Fortunately, he had not come unprepared. Not only did they have weapons, but they also had Chen Mo, this great Buddha, with them. Ordinary People stood no chance against Martial Artists, especially high-level Martial Artists. Even with weapons, it made no difference.
"Let's hope everything goes smoothly," Chen Mo said.
Still, he was genuinely worried. It was not impossible for something unexpected to happen.
The captain looked like he had been born to turn hostile.
Besides, Chen Mo seemed to possess a Calamity Physique. Wherever