Zhao Yun frowned, about to refute.
Ding Ling waved his hand and said:
"Surrender is not an option. Boatman, if you're scared, you can hide in the cabin to avoid being accidentally injured by the Brocade Sail Pirates later."
He raised his eyebrows, the Breathing Technique activated, and a fiercely unrivaled domineering aura surged out from his tall body, spreading in all directions, shaking the Giant Que Sword in his hand slightly.
The sword gleamed, making the very air seem to crackle with sound:
"With me here, mere Brocade Sail Pirates, what can they do to me?"
The boatmen's spirits lifted, deeply moved.
They had long realized that Ding Ling and his party were extremely formidable, and now it seemed indeed true.
But the boatmen, thinking of Gan Ding and his subordinates' reputation, still felt intimidated, and retreated into the boats' cabins.
"Gan Ning?"
Ding Ling recalled information about Gan Ning.
