Zhang Ziwen felt a surge of secret delight. This daring son of a gun actually had the guts to anchor and spend the night here, probably unaware of who he was dealing with. Damn, just wait; I'll teach them all a lesson soon! The yacht's arrival was suspicious; anchoring here overnight was even more dubious. Zhang Ziwen was certain the people aboard were up to no good. He had no intention of being polite to these seemingly hostile forces; he was ready to embrace his role as a pirate...
Back in the cave, getting ready for the mission, Zhang Ziwen stripped down to his bare skin, leaving only a pair of black boxer briefs. After carefully checking his equipment, he realized his pistol would be useless once he dove into the ocean and had to abandon it. He strapped a dagger to his leg; since he had determined that these were indeed enemies, an offensive weapon like this would finally come in handy.
