"Hahaha!"
Osian Torres laughed uproariously, shaking his head lightly, "Of course, I haven't lied to you, everything I've said is true."
"I am indeed a sailor, and I've been sailing with my father since I was six, traveling all over the place, and I've indeed been to Bermuda."
"My sailing experience is rich, and there's no issue with that!"
William Cole's face turned somewhat cold, "You didn't say you were a Sharkman Hunter!"
Osian Torres, still smiling, said, "William Cole, you're just too naive."
"Did I ever say I wasn't a Sharkman Hunter?"
"Before Sharkmen appeared, I was indeed just a normal sailor—what's the issue with that?"
"After Sharkmen appeared, my brothers and I became Sharkman Hunters, and there's nothing wrong with that either."
William Cole's voice lowered, "From the way you spoke earlier, it seems like there are people in Europe who are willing to pay a high price for Sharkmen?"
"That's right."