Walking through the cabins.
"Rayleigh, I have to say, you did well just now."
"I haven't seen that piece of shit Jodson left speechless in a long time."
Danitz was in high spirits as he said excitedly, "You must know that he doesn't dare fight you because the stakes are simply too high."
"If you lose, at worst you can just pack up and leave the ship. But if he loses, all the effort he's put into this ship over the years will have been wasted."
Carrying his suitcase, Sifa said calmly, "I won't lose. Jodson will be the only one who loses. What a pity. I thought I could use this chance to kick out a competitor."
Danitz froze and looked at Sifa. This guy is serious? He never considered the possibility that he might lose. He even wanted to use this opportunity to get rid of a competitor? He really is after the captain! No, Danitz, you have to protect the captain!
"Don't underestimate Jodson. He isn't terribly strong, but he's very strange. I fought him once, and during the battle, I suddenly couldn't use fireballs, while he was able to imitate my flame abilities."
Irritated by Sifa's confidence, Danitz decided to throw a bucket of cold water over him.
Sifa pondered for a moment, then smiled. "It's not a big problem."
"Shit, you really are arrogant!" Danitz had failed to achieve his goal. He scratched his hair and impatiently led the way ahead.
Sifa did not argue. He was not arrogant; he was confident.
This was Jodson's first time meeting him. Sifa was certain that the third mate did not know enough about him yet, whether it was his fighting style, Beyonder abilities, or the mystical items he possessed.
If Jodson had agreed just now, Sifa could