Slaughtering the Customers? Huang Yan: Bing'er, Leave One to Sail the Ship. Kill the Rest!

Haider pulled the heavy money pouch from his coat and slammed it onto the table with a sharp metallic clatter.

"A deposit of 1,500 Gold Soul Coins. The real deal."

Haider sneered.

"That brat's storage ring has a subdued glow. It's definitely high-grade.

Forget the remaining payment. That ring alone could keep us brothers eating, drinking, and living it up for half our lives!"

A bald sailor swallowed, his eyes brimming with desire.

"Boss, that little beauty looks like a fairy descended from heaven. I've lived thirty years, and even in Vast Sea City's biggest brothels, I've never seen a woman so gorgeous!

Once we've dealt with the man, can we..."

Smack!

Haider backhanded the bald man across the face and cursed.

"Idiot!

All you can think with is your crotch!

Those two are young, yet they dared charter a ship alone to the open sea a thousand nautical miles away. You think they don't have something to rely on?"

The lean young man cupped his chin and murmured.

"Father, do you suspect they're from a major inland sect?"

"Hmph. So what if they are?"

Haider's gaze sharpened.

"Out at sea, even a dragon has to coil up and a tiger has to lie low!

But we can't rush things. Better to play it safe.

We'll wait until we're three hundred nautical miles out, beyond the Heaven Dou navy's patrol waters and into the deep-water storm belt. Sea Soul Beasts appear there often. Even if those two die, no one will be able to trace it back to us."

"Father, when do we make our move?"

"The night after tomorrow."

Haider lowered his voice and drew a finger across his throat.

"Once they're fast asleep after midnight, light the Sea Horse stupefying incense in the ventilation duct. Even a Soul