The bloody head rolled across the deck as the merchant's eyes were wide open with rage, staring intently at Mr. Yu.
Mr. Yu was stunned for a moment, his throat seemingly breaking free from its restraints, and he let out a scream that tore through the night, panicking, "Ghost... ghost... there's a ghost! There's a ghost!"
Mr. Yu staggered backward uncontrollably, and with a heavy thud, he fell to the ground, his back sticking to the cold deck, trembling.
The guests resting in the cabin were awakened and came out to check.
Upon seeing the head on the deck, some of the faint-hearted turned pale, and even some vomited on the spot.
And with Mr. Yu shouting wildly, some of the others started to yell nonsensically as well.
For a moment, the ship was thrown into chaos.
"Quiet! Everyone quiet down!"
Just as Jiang Shouzhong was about to step forward to examine, a burly, angular-faced man suddenly spoke out.
