Spirit Boat, cabin!
Hearing these words, Zachary's face sank abruptly.
White Mitchell just saved these guys' lives. Now they're returning the favor with treachery, even demanding that he capture him?
What, are they planning to kill White Mitchell too?
Zachary gave a cold laugh, his aura instantly turning icy.
The next moment, the atmosphere in the entire cabin was permeated with Zachary's presence, dropping suddenly to freezing point.
"What, are you planning to capture me too? Or, would you like to helm the Spirit Boat?" Zachary asked indifferently.
This...?
Faced with Zachary's intimidating demeanor, everyone was taken aback. They wanted to respond, but upon seeing the ferocious look in Zachary's eyes, they instantly shrank back, daring not to utter a word.
"A bunch of weaklings, only know how to stir up trouble, nothing more!" Zachary grumbled gruffly.