When Everett Shan said this, he kept staring at Sterling Long's face. Although the face looked very pale and haggard due to the buffer pollution of the first-level body, it still had deep eyebrows, was thin and handsome, and had a kind of Ling that transcended gender. Natural beauty.
"Director Longjiu..." Everett Shan said with a smile: "Welcome to the high seas, now you fall into my hands."
Sterling Long said nothing and half-closed his eyes, as if he was resting his mind with his eyes closed.
Everett Shan looked at him for a long time. The sea breeze blew gently on his face. The sweat from the severe pain and struggle had dried up, and his face was vaguely gray.
"Do you know what I'm thinking?" Everett Shan asked suddenly.
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