The night on Sapphire Island was still as brightly lit as ever, with an endless stream of pirate ships and merchant vessels coming and going, bustling and noisy.
The drunken pirates loudly sang songs, staggering and walking together at the port, and any occasional frictions were quickly dissuaded.
Hunters, clutching their weapons, watched every passing pirate with sharp, eagle-like eyes.
People were everywhere.
For everyone on the island, especially all the pirates from the Deep Blue Sea, the capture battle of Daliya was indeed a rare grand celebration.
Various pirate groups gathered together, attracting countless hunters and caravans.
"It's really lively," Gao Yue remarked, her hands resting on the railing, looking down at the entire port with a heartfelt sigh.
Chen Qing leaned against the railing, quietly drinking and looking out to sea.
Out at sea, a line of boats lit with fire lights raced towards this grand event.