The old man fixed the sail and dried his hands hastily on his trousers.
He jumped down from the helm and looked back and forth between You Huo and Qin Ju.
"How can you, a strong young man, have the nerve to watch me, an old man with no strength, working hard?" The muscles of the old man's exposed arms were so gnarled that his arms were twice as thick as an ordinary person's.
There is no way to fight back...
Silas Qin said with a smile: "Chickens are often wronged."
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