Uncle Wang watched the small boats zip towards them like arrows and his complexion changed. He stepped back twice, drew the sword from his waist, and shouted, "Even if I die here, I will not let you board the ship!"
"How boastful," someone on the small boat sneered and waved a hand, "Fire arrows!"
The feathered arrows flew like raindrops.
Su Luo, wielding a long sword, slashed through the incoming arrow rain and hollered, "Kill them! Show no mercy to those who board!"
The guards hurried to their previously arranged positions, cutting down the water bandits who were forcing their way onto the ship.
Ah Jiu watched the arrow rain with a cold eye and said grimly, "The Nanyue Army, such trash, actually dared to sell off all the military supplies."
Wufu dodged a feathered arrow and asked, "What do you mean?"
