Not long after Xiao Liu fired the signal flare, several figures appeared along the shore of Pearl Island.
They held small flags in their hands, waving them toward the ship.
"What are they saying?"
"They're telling us to dock." Odell spoke to Zhao Su, then continued, "I know all of them. I told you nothing could have happened to Pearl Island."
The worry on Odell's face vanished, replaced by joy.
But as the Sea Demon Ship drew closer, his expression grew steadily worse.
Looking toward the island with the naked eye, nothing seemed much different from before, aside from the absence of people.
But Odell was, after all, a Soul King above rank fifty.
And with his Great White Shark Martial Soul, his sense of smell at sea far surpassed that of an ordinary person.
He could distinctly smell the heavy stench of blood.
"It looks like you were right!" Odell told Zhao Su, his expression grim.
"Remember, no matter what you see, don't act rashly."
Once the Sea Demon Ship had come to a complete stop, Zhao Su reminded Odell again.
Odell said nothing and merely nodded.
"Wang Jie, why are you standing guard here today? Where are Xiao Douzi and the others?"
Odell composed himself and forced a faint smile, pretending nothing had happened as he asked Wang Jie in a seemingly casual tone.
Wang Jie was also a deputy captain of the Purple Pearl Pirates.
He was a rank sixty-eight battle Soul Emperor, and his Martial Soul was a venomous sea urchin.
He could be considered the strongest member aside from their captain, Zi Zhenzhu, and commanded great respect among the Purple Pearl Pirates.
"They've gone to rest. I had nothing to do anyway, so I thought I'd stand guard for a while!"
As Wang Jie spoke,