Fang Chenyi frowned in thought for a moment before nodding. His gaze swept over the seven people lying on the floor as he spoke coolly,
"The dead deserve our respect. They lived on the sea, so let them return to it."
Hearing Fang Chenyi's words, Qi Xiaotian, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration. 'Brother Fang is really something else,' he thought. 'Even now, he has to be so eloquent. Why not just say we're tossing them in the sea to feed the sharks?'
Of course, that was just a thought.
Having received Fang Chenyi's order, Qi Xiaotian gave Liu Yishou a meaningful look. Liu Yishou then walked over to Wolz, who was still unconscious on the floor.
Seeing this, Fang Chenyi knew what was about to happen. He stood and walked over to a window, turning to gaze out at the inky black surface of the sea, his heart filled with a swirl of emotions.
'When did I become so capable of killing without even batting an eye…'
