In another direction aboard the Empress, Xu Chihu rarely showed a trace of a smile on his face.
Mercy doesn't command soldiers, righteousness doesn't manage wealth.
He was able to establish such a vast foundation in the South Ocean because he was a ruthless and cunning individual.
Although Zhang Xiaoshan had been kind to him, when he repaid Zhang Xiaoshan's kindness with enmity, he felt not an ounce of guilt in his heart.
The only thing he valued was profit.
As for morality, etiquette, justice, and integrity, those were things that did not help him increase reputation, expand power, or improve strength.
He simply did not care; he wouldn't have before, he doesn't now, and he won't ever.
"This kid is finished."
Xu Chihu looked at Zhang Xiaoshan, who was scrutinized by Blood Slaughter, and made a final judgment on Zhang Xiaoshan.
Behind him, the expressions of Aunt Gui and Sister Mei differed.
Although Aunt Gui also disliked Zhang Xiaoshan, she didn't hate him to the extreme.
