Meanwhile, in the port where Billionaire had caused trouble earlier…
Men arrived at the port to check on their people and see if Billionaire had already left. But what they found was neither confusion nor answers.
The scene they stepped into was… bloody.
Bodies were scattered all across the entry point, and blood was everywhere—so much so that the waters around the area had turned faintly red.
It was a slaughter.
That was what the place screamed.
The man leading the group—who had received the order directly from the fine middle-aged gentleman he called Commander—darkened at the sight. His gaze was fixed on one of his subordinates, who was kneeling beside a body, checking for a pulse.
When the man looked back and shook his head, a sharp glint flickered in the captain's eyes.
"Leave them," he ordered grimly. "Set sail to Billionaire's turf. If you see anyone, kill them on the spot. Keep Billionaire alive."
"Yes, Captain!"
