Jiang Lai walked directly towards the harbor as he spoke.
The translator struggled to get a word out but couldn't.
Jiang Lai reminded her.
"You have one minute left."
"Spare me, I don't want the money, I'm begging you, please spare me, it's for my family."
"Family?"
Jiang Lai laughed.
"Earlier, you deliberately tried to stir up trouble between us and the Balrog Royal Family. Did you ever think about the families of the entire ship's crew then? If the Balrog Royal Family gets infuriated and starts shelling our ship, what about those lives on the line, and here you are telling me it's for your family?
How ridiculous."
After speaking, Jiang Lai clapped his hands.
"Wait for your boss to wake up and let him handle it. He's more experienced than I am."
Jiang Lai considered himself too kind-hearted, unable to do anything so bloody.
Behind him, Jiang Xun hesitated for a long time and finally couldn't help but ask.
"When did you learn the Balrog language?"
