"If you find this objectionable, I'll pretend I didn't hear a word you said today..."

A mournful voice came from the [Demon Ship], as the black medium-sized ship slowly approached the [Mountain and Sea Merchant Ship].

Mo Yurou dared not look at Zheng Hao's face.

She was afraid...

She was afraid of hearing insults or words that belittled her.

She was afraid of seeing everyone's disdainful gazes upon her.

She knew it all too well...

Everyone who sees his ship will show disgust and disdain.

Whether it's a navigator, a part-time worker at a black market shipyard, or even a manual laborer, anyone seeing a ship like hers would look down on it and not want to get on board...

But today!

She didn't make eye contact with the man; she just stood blankly on the ship's railing.

a long time...

The man involuntarily uttered a word of praise: "So...so handsome!!!"

"ah?!"

I wonder if I misheard.

Mo Yurou mustered her courage, slightly raised the bow of the boat, and nervously glanced at Zheng Hao.

The man, who usually acted like a spoiled brat, was now staring at her with eyes full of excitement.

"you..."

Don't you hate me?

"Hate?"

"Are you kidding me!"

"With your hull and your design, I wish I could sleep with you every day!!!"

There was not a trace of hypocrisy in his burning gaze.

Mo Yurou stared blankly at Zheng Hao, her heart pounding faster and faster.

"you..."

"You like me like this?"

"Are you...you're not sick?"

"Tsk..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up! Stop it now!"

"I want to get on the boat and give you a good pat!"

"Your handrails, your deck, your captain's cabin, and even those tattered sails—they're all works of art!!!"

"Quick! Come here right now!"

He beckoned eagerly to the [Devil's Ship]. Seeing Zheng Hao's excited eyes, Mo Yurou hesitated, then slowly moved the ship closer to him...