Bab 87: Confidence makes the man... The con man

The two fools didn't let me sleep. The sun rose and hid behind the dark clouds like a forbidden flower behind a curtain of thorns. Soon, the pirate lackeys, who had no choice but to follow our commands, came to the deck and got their routines. From the door of the quarter came out a yawning Alex.

"Yo, boss," he said, and walked over next to us. His eyes moved over to Qiu Zan and Yeo-Jung. "I see you met these two... I bet you didn't notice that we set off already,"

This bitch. He was teasing me. He was fucking teasing me.

"I noticed before I even woke up, alright?!" Alex mockingly nodded and sat down on the table.

I yawned and tapped my fingers on the table as I looked over all the other three.

The waves were annoying.

We constantly moved up and down as wave after wave crashed against the ship. With a frown, I turned over to face Yeo-Jung and raised my eyebrows. "How long do you think?" I asked.