Black Sail

Flado’s expression outside the cabin was somewhat distorted. Although he felt guilty, a swift chop disperses confusion, dead people harbor no guilt.

Of course, Flado didn’t come to kill Taylor alone.

Taylor held such high prestige within his fleet, his words were law. Only by luring him out to inspect the new ship could they strike.

This ship was filled with Flado’s men, including support from Doringger, a Peak Competition Captain who had emerged victorious from the Gu Refining contest, the leader of the Sky Peak Pirate Group, and his key subordinates were here helping Flado eliminate Taylor.

Captain Sky Peak was a jolly fellow, currently trying to quit smoking, a reed in his mouth, burly with short, gray hair neatly trimmed. Seeing Flado’s eyes faintly bursting with blood vessels, he couldn’t help but marvel at his ruthlessness—able to strike even his foster father who had recreated him, truly astonishing.

"Badass, brother."

Captain Sky Peak gave a thumbs up to Flado.

Flado just glanced at him, said nothing. With Taylor dead and the crew disheartened, Doringger would take charge, and all of Taylor’s assets would become his. Even if becoming the most hated by Tani, he had already had enough of it all.

"Mr. Tai, I admire you as a person too. I used to sell my merchandise through you, but now you’ve fallen, killed by your own son. I understand the complex feelings, but give up resisting. For old times’ sake, I’ll give you a dignified death, leave an intact corpse, and I will visit your grave annually—life ends but fidelity remains."

Captain Sky Peak chewed on the reed then casually spit it onto the floor. It was time to break through directly, no need for further effort.

Upon hearing this, Taylor felt no anger. He had regarded Flado as his own, heartfully pondering that he had never mistreated him, yet surprisingly, he was stabbed in the back by his closest kin.