Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Two: To Live or To Die?
On the west coast of the island, faint sounds of explosions came from the Limestone Castle, perched on the cliffs.
Beneath the night sky, fiery glows and the clamor of explosions erupted from the direction of the cliffs, with intermittent sounds of gunfire...
On the coast, a silver yacht had already taken cover of the darkness to silently leave the harbor.
Autopiloting at full speed towards the west, the silver yacht cleaved through the waves rapidly, while a burly middle-aged man stood on the stern deck, his complexion complex as he watched the receding coastline behind him...
In the direction of the cliffs, a dim firelight shone, reflecting off the night sky and falling into the eyes of the middle-aged man.
With clenched teeth, the Captain ground his teeth together, feeling a surge of hot blood within him.
Anger, frustration, unwillingness.
But above all, fear!
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