"Haha, today's trip to the mainland was totally worth it."
Kaelen laughed out loud, his gaze resting on the three beauties he had hired from Purple River Gate for his carnal pleasures.
The ship that Kaelen and his subordinates used was a sleek, black vessel with tattered sails billowing in the wind.
Despite its worn appearance, it was bolstered with various Array Formations, allowing it to slice through the waves easily.
On the deck, rows of runic cannons gleamed in the sunlight, ready to be unleashed at a moment's notice. The crew, dressed in dark attire, moved with purpose as they went about their tasks, their expressions grim and determined.
As the ship sailed further away from the Purple River Gate's harbor, the outline of the mainland faded into the distance, replaced by the vast expanse of the sea.
The ship surged forward with determination, its destination clear: the island where Kaelen had established his base of operations.
