At this moment, a pirate known as ‘Skimpy’ Dake was already prepared and offered a fawning smile.
"Cap’n, everything’s prepared!"
While exclaiming, he kicked aside a wooden slab. Beneath it, was an average size ‘fishpond’ where a couple dozen of fishes were swimming within.
Sheyan nodded with a rigid expression while wearing a set of gloves. Then, he picked up an Aztec gold and stuffed it into a fish’s mouth.
Although the fish struggled painfully, Sheyan then proceeded to block its mouth with a wooden plug, before casually flinging the fish into the sea.
Evidently, this unlucky half-metre long fish was bound to die. Nevertheless, was it possible for it to painfully struggle and swim frantically for a hundred miles, two hundred miles before it died?
Actually, that wasn’t important. The crux was to infuse divided inclinations amongst the Black Pearl pirates when hunting down those ‘self escaping’ Aztec gold. That was Sheyan’s aim.
