"Long live the Red-haired Captain!"
Wei'en pushed open the sealed iron door of his cabin and realized it wasn't just the deck; there were a few pirates inside the ship as well, sweeping the floor and echoing the shouts from outside.
"Red-haired Captain…"
"What's going on?"
"Red… Captain!" The two pirates with brooms hurriedly hid them behind their backs, panic written all over their rough-hewn faces. A sheen of sweat broke out on their foreheads.
"Carry on."
Wei'en calmly walked past them, not making things difficult for the pirates he had clearly startled.
He listened to the waves of cheers as he made his way to the wheelhouse, located in front of the crew's quarters. There, he saw the triangle-eyed Second Officer flipping through a newspaper.
"Ronan, what happened?"
"Captain," Ronan looked up, his triangular eyes filled with glee. "Look, the story of you single-handedly taking on the Storm Hunter yesterday has already been published."
"Oh?"
