The mist floated on the ocean surface but strangely enough, it appeared to be unable to float onto the deck. Right next to one of the masts, the wooden barrels were spilling over with glittering treasure. Gu Jun eyed the scrolls and books among them and the desire to acquire them rose in his heart.
"Hey, dirty-minded Jun…" Wu Siyu called after him. Reminded of what the old captain mentioned, 'as long as the speaker is willing to be understood, the listener will naturally understand', she controlled her intention and asked softly, "Do you think we can knock out this old man and hijack this ship as well as its treasures for ourselves?"
