Ye Tianfan shook his head gently and walked toward the steering cabin on the second floor of the cargo ship.
However, as soon as Ye Tianfan reached the second floor, he suddenly smelled a pungent scent of blood, causing his heart to sink sharply. With a swift step, he dashed into the steering cabin, only to find the room dyed in crimson red, with the captain, crew, and fifteen sailors all lying in pools of blood.
Their bodies were no exception, all with blackened lips and a noticeable penetrating wound on their chests. The blood that had flowed turned jet black, and within the faint scent of blood, there was a wave of stench.
Ye Tianfan frowned. No wonder neither he nor Ren Ningyue noticed the bloody scent. Firstly, due to the strong sea winds displacing the scent from the cabin on the second floor from reaching the deck, and secondly, because the deceased captain and crew were poisoned, causing the blood's scent to be replaced by the stench.
"Damn it, Yama Hall!"
