No one noticed that in the darkness, a slightly short figure in a neat, black tailcoat stepped onto the deck silently and walked quietly on it.
"Excuse me, is your captain here?"
"..."
"Excuse me, is your captain here?"
"..."
"Excuse me, is your captain here?"
"Burp~ Stop bothering me! I'm busy dating Mary!"
The drunken pirate didn't even open his eyes but just mumbled a response.
"Hmm? Very well, you'll do."
After looking around, Yi Lin finally found a pirate who wasn't completely drunk to a mush and could still communicate to some extent.
So, he gathered a psychokinetic slap and smacked the pirate's face fiercely multiple times.
That greasy and dirty skin, if Yi Lin had to touch it himself, he would be afraid of dirtying his hands.
Slap slap slap slap.
"Umm umm umm..."
Slap slap slap slap.
"????"
Finally.
