Purple Pearl Pirate Group

Those pirates who had luckily survived thanks to the bearded captain's pleading...

Before, each of them had already been rejoicing. If not for the bearded captain begging for mercy, they probably would have died without even scraps left of them.

Now they were no longer rejoicing—they were trembling with fear.

One of the pirates had a deathly pale face.

"Gulp..."

He swallowed and said, "Did you see just now? Those two lords seemed to have eight spirit rings on them."

A pirate accomplice beside him nodded again and again, his face just as pale. "It, it, it seemed like it!"

He was even stuttering as he spoke, clearly scared out of his wits.

Another pirate wore a complicated expression of shock, lingering fear, and terror. "In other words, we were trying to rob a merchant ship guarded by two Spirit Douluos???"

"So we robbed two Spirit Douluos and still lived."

"Gulp..."

The pirates swallowed again. One had to know that before this, the strongest people on their pirate ship—the captain and the team leader—had only possessed five spirit rings.

Forget two Spirit Douluos; even a single Spirit Emperor would have scared them witless.

If they had known that there were two such terrifying people on this merchant ship, they would not have dared to come rob it even if someone gave them a million Gold Soul Coins!

How was this robbery? This was clearly marching to their deaths!

Having successfully made it back alive this time, they felt they could brag about it for the rest of their lives.

"But how old are they?"

One person cried out in amazement, and everyone fell silent. At that moment, their ship had already stopped. One by one, they stood quietly at the ship's rail, looking at the two figures—one standing, one sitting—on