"Do you think the pirate team I've established has a bright future?" Zhu Wencong asked Zhangsun Hongyuan in the study.
Zhangsun Hongyuan appeared slightly tipsy, having spent the last few days bar-hopping and indulging in drunken revelries, meanwhile conveniently riding the Ocean waves.
This old guy had lived life to the fullest, understanding the true essence of enjoying the moment, knowing well that life is short.
"How would I know if there's a future or not, but don't they wonder at all what our biggest background is?"
You see, folks in the underworld act tough, but what it really comes down to is who has stronger local connections and more acquaintances.
It's the same principle for pirates at sea; it's about whose backing country is more reliable, more supportive.
Whom do we rely on? America? I've heard that the early American Navy was nothing but a few broken-down fishing boats, and now they're using West's hand-me-downs," Zhangsun Hongyuan inquired.
