James chuckled and took a sip of his wine."Soldier ... You're asking the wrong person. He knows the style of us Pirates. Those who have seen us Pirates know that we have a submarine. If we let you go, isn't that the same as letting a Tiger return to the mountains?"
Mu Yuan nodded."That's true!"
James looked at mu Yuan playfully. Mu Yuan, who had just passed his 28th birthday, had a traditional oriental face. His facial features were in line with the public's aesthetics, and his eyes were bright and beautiful, like the stars falling from the ocean. Among the boorish crew, he looked particularly ... White teeth and red lips, fresh and handsome.
Even when mu Yuan looked into the mirror now, he felt that he could not ruin his face like when he was 18 years old. His skin was also not as good as it was a few years ago, but in the eyes of this group of rough men, he was already a God.
It was like a fresh flower growing in a pile of cow dung.
