It was almost noon by now, and these people looked like they had been waiting on the deck under the sun for half a day.
Each one's face showed signs of exhaustion, likely because after witnessing last night's scene of slaughter, no one could sleep well.
Yet their eyes as they looked at Song Chongjin were filled with gratitude.
Song Chongjin stood at the bow of the ship, bowing to both sides in return.
Jian Huaifeng stood behind Song Chongjin and, seeing this scene, couldn't help but stroke his beard and smile: "Sir, you've rid the people of this menace and truly won their hearts!"
Song Chongjin appeared gentle and it was clear he was quite pleased. After all, who wouldn't be happy to receive sincere thanks?
Old Granny Zhang and Wang Yongzhu were inside the cabin, pushing open the window to watch the scene outside, unable to help but feel a sense of pride.
All those feelings of tension, fear, and worry from yesterday vanished completely.
