Jiang Fuxi boarded the ship at Redwood Wind Port, and the ship had not traveled a kilometer when it encountered a huge storm.
In the sound of the storm, she heard gunshots.
Then, a group of men kicked open the door to the cruise ship's dining hall, guns in hand, and stormed in: "Put your hands on your head, everyone get down!"
There were about a dozen men, of various skin colors, their faces painted and wearing tricorn hats.
They were pirates.
The Gui Family became panic-stricken: "Fuxi—"
Jiang Fuxi put her finger to her lips: "Shh!"
She wrapped her scarf around her face, crouched down, and held her head; the Gui Family did the same.
The dining hall was filled with passengers, none daring to resist, each as silent as a cicada in winter, shrinking into corners and trembling.
