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Chu Yang turned on his flashlight, the beam piercing the darkness and landing precisely on the iron door of compartment D19.

The door was locked tight. He gathered his inner energy at his fingertips and flicked it lightly.

"Snap!"

A crisp metallic snapping sound rang out, and the iron gate swung open.

Inside the cabin, a figure was curled up on the floor, his hands and feet tightly bound, and his head covered with a black cloth bag.

Upon hearing the noise, the person writhed violently like a fish out of water, emitting a muffled "woo-woo" sound from their throat.

Chu Yang approached with a solemn expression, squatted down, and ripped the cloth bag off.

A terrified face was exposed to the light.

When the man realized that the person standing in front of him was a strange man with two women, he was so frightened that he crawled backward as if begging for mercy.

However, the moment Chu Yang saw that face clearly, his heart sank—he knew that face all too well!

The only three words in Ai Qiandao's fiancée's letter were "D19".

The signature was much longer than the main text.

"I wish you, my lord, great success and boundless prospects. I respectfully submit this message; please do not trouble yourself with a reply."

At that moment, Tangtang deftly ripped the tape off the other person's mouth, and with a flash of cold light, she pressed the dagger against his throat.

"Speak! Who are you? Why are you locked up here?" Tangtang demanded sharply.

The man was terrified and stammered, "No...don't kill me! I'm Gu Chen! The son of Provincial Governor Gu Yuanqiao! Please save me, my father will reward you handsomely!"

Tangtang slapped him across the face without hesitation: "Liar! Gu Chen has been dead for days, it's been in the news! Why don't you say you're the Dragon Lord's son?!"

The man was completely stunned: "Dead...dead? Impossible! I really am Gu Chen! The one you're talking about must be a Japanese spy impersonating me! That bastard has been lurking in my house for two years, and I've always considered him a confidant!"

Chu Yang raised his hand to signal Tangtang to calm down, his gaze sharply fixed on Gu Chen: "When and where were you arrested?"

Gu Chen grasped at a straw and hurriedly said, "I...I've gotten into trouble recently. My father won't let me be an official anymore. He wants to take me to the East China Sea to develop business there. But the night before we were supposed to leave, that bastard kidnapped me!"

Before the words were finished, a voice filled with shock and anger suddenly rang out from outside the corridor: "Baka! Someone's broken in..."

The sound stopped abruptly!

Chu Yang's figure vanished from the spot like a ghost, leaving only a faint afterimage.

The next instant, he appeared at the doorway, his iron-like hand gripping the throat of the Japanese guard who was about to turn around to report the news.

Chu Yang's eyes were icy cold. The dense guards in the corridor could not possibly be there just to watch over Gu Chen.

"Speak! How many people are locked up here? What are their identities?" Chu Yang's voice was devoid of any warmth.

The guard tried to be defiant, but Chu Yang suddenly exerted force with his fingers, causing the guard's eyeballs to bulge out and almost suffocate.

"No...don't kill them! Twenty of them!"

The guard struggled to speak, "Ten are the children of powerful nobles in the Great Xia Dynasty, and ten are women captured by four palace guards to provide for... to enjoy. They are all in this row of cabins."

Chu Yang quickly unfolded the structural diagram of the Awa Maru.

"Where are the things looted from Daxia kept?"

The guard pointed tremblingly to the cargo hold: "There...there, but it's heavily guarded...over a hundred warriors...and the 'Four Shadow Blades.' You...you should leave quickly, I promise I won't..."

Before he could finish pleading for mercy, Chu Yang released a burst of true energy from between his fingers.

"Snap!"

With a muffled thud, the guard's throat bone shattered, and he collapsed to the ground.

The guard's testimony confirmed that Wei Daosheng's intelligence was accurate.

Without further hesitation, Chu Yang turned around and broke the locks on the cabin doors one by one.

Nine cabins, nine hostages—six women and three men—whose situation was exactly the same as Gu Chen's, bound and imprisoned.

However, when Chu Yang opened the door to the tenth cabin, the scene before him caused his pupils to contract sharply, his brows to furrow, and a chilling anger to rise within him.

He immediately turned around and found Tangtang, who was directing the sons of the powerful and wealthy to strip the guards of their clothes and change into new ones.

"Go, find ten sets of clothes." Chu Yang said in a low voice, pointing to the cabin, "Send them in and let them change."

Tangtang rushed into the cabin carrying a pile of clothes, only to be instantly frozen in place by the sight before her. She then burst into angry curses: "Japanese dogs! Worse than animals!"

Inside the cabin, ten young women, naked and disheveled, were bound and secured to cold metal frames or the ground in various humiliating positions.

The air was thick with despair and the aftermath of violence, speaking volumes about the atrocities that had taken place there.

Before long, Tangtang led out ten women who walked with unsteady steps, their eyes vacant or filled with terror. They were wrapped in ill-fitting guard coats, and their bodies were still trembling slightly.

"Uncle," Tangtang's voice was filled with barely suppressed anger and sobs, "those beasts deserve to die!"

Chu Yang patted her head, his eyes filled with complex emotions: "You take everyone to the deck first, then jump overboard from the starboard side of the stern. There are 'water ghosts' waiting below. You evacuate with them too."

Just as Tangtang was about to turn around, Chu Yang grabbed her arm, lowered his voice, and spoke with unprecedented seriousness:

"Listen, save them if you can! But if anyone causes trouble, disobeys orders, or threatens the evacuation—" He paused, a cold glint in his eyes, "kill! Remember, your own safety is always the first priority! If you encounter danger, escape first! Understand?"

Tangtang's body trembled, and she looked up at Chu Yang.

This was the first time that, in a life-or-death situation, someone had so clearly prioritized her life.

A warm current mixed with bittersweetness welled up in my heart.

"Thank you..." Her voice was slightly hoarse. Suddenly, she opened her arms and hugged Chu Yang tightly, nuzzling her head against his chest. "Uncle, you're so kind!"

Chu Yang pushed her away with a look of disgust: "Stop with the mushy stuff. I definitely won't let you manage those two hundred million yourself."

Tangtang stuck out her tongue and made a face: "Tch! You stingy little thing! This trick used to work every time!"

Then, she said seriously, "You...you must be careful too!"

Chu Yang said no more, turned around and led Lin Xiaoman away, their figures disappearing into the dark passageway leading to the lower deck.

The scattered guards along the way were instantly dealt with by Lin Xiaoman, who had transformed into a dark green phantom, before they could even see who it was.

Her movements were swift and silent, exuding an inhuman, cold efficiency.

Referring to the blueprints, Chu Yang quickly arrived at the bottom floor.

Ahead, a heavy metal door was guarded by ten guards; it was the entrance to the cargo hold! The guards were positioned close together, making them perfect targets.

Chu Yang moved like lightning, instantly bursting into the crowd!

Fists and kicks flew like afterimages, leaving only the dull thud of cracking bones and thuds of falling to the ground. The ten guards died on the spot before they could even sound the alarm.

Lin Xiaoman, who hadn't had a chance to make a move, stood there, a faint hint of...dejection seemingly flashing across her empty eyes.

"Oh?" Chu Yang raised an eyebrow, looking at her with slight surprise. "You've even learned to be competitive?"

Lin Xiaoman showed no reaction, as if that moment just now was an illusion.

Chu Yang flexed his wrists, his bones cracking slightly, and a long-suppressed, powerful fighting spirit rose from his body, his eyes becoming sharp as knives.

"In a moment," he said in a low voice, with a hint of bloodthirsty excitement, "the scene might get a bit big. Stay away, don't get caught in the crossfire."

Since leaving Longyuan, he hasn't had a proper fight.

Always feeling restricted!

Today, on this pirate ship of the Japanese invaders, he can finally let loose and vent all the anger and frustration that has been building up in his heart!

kill!

Slaughter them until the world is turned upside down, leaving no one alive!