Three men were sitting in a small booth at the edge of the Sea Paradise tea area. One of them was drinking tea, the other was slowly sipping coffee, and the last one was holding a cigar and constantly blowing out clouds. He would occasionally check his personal communication device.
"Boss, it's already two in the morning, but this kid is still in the hotel room. Are they only returning at dawn?"
The man who was sipping his coffee looked scholarly, but there was a small black sword pendant hanging on his chest. If he were to walk on the streets, not many people would be able to link him to the captain of the Black Sword Ant Pirates.
"What? You can't wait any longer?" Black Sword Ant turned to look at Shark, who was smoking a cigar.
"How could that be? Boss, we only waited for the target for four hours. Last year, we waited for the target for two days and one night.