Red Mud had died, and the other main forces were halved; for Chen Qing, killing the remaining pirates of the Ten-color Pirate Group was as easy as flipping his hand.
The hunt for the Ten-color Pirates was entering its final stage.
Some pirates wanted to abandon the ship and flee, while others wanted to struggle one last time and counterattack Chen Qing.
And for those pirates, the seemingly frail Daliya on Chen Qing's ship was the best target, thankful that pirates always pick on the weak and fear the strong.
Old people and children were their easiest targets.
But Daliya was no mere child to be manipulated.
When a pirate tried to capture Daliya to threaten Chen Qing, she penetrated the pirate's heart with her sword without any hesitation.
To kill, one must strike to kill with one blow.
This was what Daliya had learned from Chen Qing.
Qiao Zhiyu, watching Daliya just having killed a man yet calmly wiping the blood splatter off her face, felt her scalp tingle.