Just... a bit more...
Qian Cangyi lunged towards the spot where the crown had fallen, but the injury on his right chest was not light. Although he'd used the first-aid spray, the excessive strain had worsened the wound.
As his hand brushed against the crown, he saw Captain Paul's tentacle moving towards it as well. Paul's tentacle and his hand simultaneously touched the edge of the crown. If neither party gave up, what might ensue would likely be a contest of strength.
Qian Cangyi had no intention of pitting his strength against Paul's unless his opponent was just a dead octopus. So, he directly knocked the crown towards the deck, the crown swiftly hit the deck then bounced outwards, instantly out of reach for both of them.
"What are you doing? Without this crown, we'll all die!" In his desperation, Captain Paul shouted at Qian Cangyi.
Although Qian Cangyi could understand, he didn't answer, because he didn't speak Paul's language.
