The meeting presided over by Governor Rolof, as Ivita had expected, ended fruitlessly.
After everyone had dispersed, Governor Rolof unleashed the combat power of a Superior Knight of the fourth rank. A dense Evil Qi emanated from him, conveying his fury and leaving every lingering attendee with a clear sense of his anger at this moment.
"I am the Governor of the Sunken Ship Harbor, a dreadful pirate on the high seas. They dared to waste my breath during this meeting!"
"These damned pirates, these scum, deserve nothing more than death by sword or hanging!"
Yanking a curved blade from his waist, Governor Rolof slammed it onto the table. The dense Evil Qi flowing from him made everyone in the room feel as though they had a spine-chilling dagger thrust into their backs.
The Three Mountain Pirate Group, the Hearthstone Witch, and Ivita were all watching him.
