"Humph, I'm so annoying, sir." The girl's courage to talk that she finally mustered up was dampened, and she couldn't help pouting.

"Okay, after you get out, you should protect yourselves and go back to your hometown to live peacefully." Chen Yan said calmly.

Everyone expressed their gratitude.

"There is no eternal peace in this world." A discordant voice came out.

When everyone looked around, they saw a very thin little boy, his body covered with bruises and dirt.

But those cat-like eyes are very sharp and cold.

A young man who looked like a gangster on the side also cursed angrily: "In the eyes of those hateful nobles, the lives of us poor people are worse than garbage. We must be rich!"

Obviously, he was recalling the past and was immersed in his own world. And his words also made everyone express their anger.

"It's because of those hateful demons that my wife and daughter are both!"

"Damn the Celestial Dragons, the damn world government! And those damn navy!" Everyone started roaring and roaring.

"Huh? You guys are quite aware. Yes, this world is like this. Without strength, you can't save anything. Even your own destiny will not be in your hands."

"Isn't it great luck for you to escape from this dragon pit and tiger's den? Or what? Do you really dare to resist the Celestial Dragons and the world government?"

Hidden under the mask, Chen Yan couldn't help but smile a bit evilly.

These sharp words made some people immediately stop and even tremble. For them, the fear brought by the Celestial Dragons has been completely engraved in their hearts.

"I will have the strength. I will come back here."

The boy's firm words shocked everyone.

"Ha, that's right, we will definitely make these 'Celestial Dragons' look good in the future." Several courageous pirate leaders also laughed and followed suit like they were bragging.

"That's right, as long as you have money, anything can be accomplished." The little gangster also started to make a noise.

"..." Everyone was speechless. Who is this little gangster? Money, money, money. I always feel that he is not on the same channel as them.

But it made the atmosphere cheerful for a while.

Chen Yan was very interested, "Since this is your awakening, then work hard for it. You can break your head and bleed, but I hope you won't regret it."

After giving a strange encouragement, he looked at the boy: "By the way, that kid, what's your name?"

"Torre. Torre Nehat." Even under the slightly weird and funny mask, the cat-eyed boy's voice was still as calm as water, and he said the name straight away.

This time, he was able to appreciate it a little, and he was able to withstand a little bit of his mental pressure.

"That's a good name. So...that money man over there, what's your name?"

"Huh? Although you are our great benefactor, why should I tell you, will you give us money?"

The little gangster looked reluctant, but he still said it: "Gilder Tezzolo."

[It turns out it’s you, no wonder you’re always spending money.] Chen Yan smiled.

"Actually, what you are thinking about is not money at all, but people. Money cannot bring back dead people."

"What did you say!?" As if something was hit in his heart, the gangster young man yelled, as if this could cover up his wavering emotions.

Chen Yan didn't care about him anymore. Fish must be caught slowly and patiently.
Chapter completed!