Stepping out of the teleportation vortex, they found themselves above the azure sea under a clear blue sky, and a large three-masted ship slowly sailed beneath them.
Li Changzhou and his companions landed on the deck to find themselves surrounded by a group of people with shaved foreheads and wearing kimono, revealing that it was actually a ship from Fusang.
"Piracy really is getting easier by the day, to think we would have such fine goods delivered right to our doorstep," a samurai chuckled as he approached.
Gurgle gurgle, the head rolled far across the deck.
"Pfft!" Blood gushed like a fountain from the samurai's severed neck.
"You damn fools!" The drawing of swords, their cold shimmering light flickering.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
The deck quickly stained red, as Li Changzhou sheathed the Emerald Bee Sword, panting slightly and sitting down against the mast.
Yang Qinglan supported him, and after he sat down, she carefully fed him Elixir Pills.
