The Soul-devouring Golden Needle returned to Ren Feifan's palm.
Ren Feifan glanced at the wave, shook his head with resignation, "I never intended to compete with you in strength from the very beginning, but unfortunately, you've become too greedy."
Suddenly, the sharp-eyed Zhang Liuqing saw a ship appear on the other side of the sea!
A bright red flag was fluttering above it!
It was unmistakably a Huaxia ship!
"Look quickly, that's a Huaxia ship, they've come to save us! They've finally come to save us!"
The others were overjoyed, and Su Mohan's eyes sparkled with surprise. Usually, Huaxia ships would not come here, so their arrival clearly meant they had been ordered by their superiors to pick them up.
Everyone cheered and jumped for joy, everyone but Ren Feifan.
The situation was obviously not that simple!