Sun Zhun looked expressionlessly at the handsome blond-haired man before him. In all truth, he did not have much interaction with this man; when the plan was carried out, he knew the enemy was Selwynn Arlington, and he knew the person who he was to get rid of.
But apart from a name and a face, there was no deep enmity or hatred between the two. But at this moment, he felt a sense of admiration.
Facing several dark muzzles, alone at sea, he could still keep a smile on his face and confront him. That kind of persistence was not something many people could have, although it was a pity that he would still have to die before him.
