On the endless sea, Wei Xu and Jiang Guanchao had been exposed to the sun for two days.
The merchant ships passed by one after another, but no one came to save these two lunatics.
The two landlubbers lay on the bottom of the bumpy boat and looked at each other bitterly.
Jiang Guanchao said coldly, "It's all your fault. If you hadn't overturned the boat, it would have been rowed away long ago."
Wei Xu snorted. "Row it for me to see!"
Jiang Guanchao thought of Wei Ting. As expected of the father and son. They were exactly the same!
"General Wei! Is that you?"
Accompanied by a familiar voice from the distant west, a burly man sailed into their line of sight.
The man was none other than the Sect Master of the Fire Slaughter Sect, Lu Aotian.
After Jiang Guanchao recognized the other party, he turned to look at Wei Xu. Unexpectedly, he was shocked.
