Darryl and Yvette looked at each other.

‘Speak of the devil,’ he thought.

Darryl cleared his throat and smiled as he said, “I’m here. Young Master Vikara, please enter.”

Donoghue walked in slowly.

…

At that moment, outside the Nine Continents’ base camp, troops of people were rushing over. There were tens of thousands of people, all wearing the same outfits and exuding powerful auras. They were pirates.

Leading them was a young man and two ladies.

The man was around 18 to 19-years-old;