Cai Qian cleared his throat twice, ignoring the implication in Zhang He's words, wearing a smile devoid of any hint of worldly troubles.
"Gentlemen... any other questions?"
The sea breeze howled violently, and as the blood spilling from the wound bubbled with escaping air, an eerie silence fell upon the whole scene.
Twisting his ring, Cai Qian cleared his throat again and raised his voice: "For more than a hundred years, pirates in the South Seas have thrived amidst blazing flames and blooming flowers. Yet with a mere force of six thousand, the Red Haired Devils have turned Guangdong and Guangxi into a land where peace is nowhere to be found. Gentlemen, you have long battled in the South Seas, so I need not elaborate on the foreign devils' firearms and large ships. To accomplish this great deed, the participation of each leader here is indispensable."
