248: Shocking secret, game between two parties

"Alright," Shen Mo nodded.

Panlong was his most important planning tool.

He absolutely couldn't do without it this time.

While the two of them were chatting, Lamil, on the other side, also came to invite Shen Mo.

"Let's go," Shen Mo said with an indifferent expression.

He had roughly calculated that Lamil and the others should be coming for them by now.

Otherwise, they would soon kill them to silence them.

When Shen Mo and Panlong arrived at the First Mate's cabin, Lamil had also finished his conversation with Xie La and looked at Shen Mo and Panlong.

"How have you two been resting on our ship?" Lamil's voice was eerie, carrying a chilling and cold aura.

Shen Mo sighed internally, wishing he could deal with people like Bal!

Tsk, it's just a pity that Bal was unlucky and got killed by him.

He wasn't actually set on killing people.

But who told Bal to provoke him and walk right into his trap?

"We've rested quite well," Shen Mo grinned at Lamil.

"Everything on the ship is good, and everyone's strength is formidable, providing a great sense of security."

"Lord Lamil, when will we arrive at the Black Sea Star Pirates' headquarters?"

"My master and I are already impatient to join the Black Sea Star Pirates!" Shen Mo's voice was exaggerated, as if he yearned for the Black Sea Star Pirates.

Lamil wasn't surprised by Shen Mo's performance.

After all, every year, there were people who wanted to join their pirate group.

As for how Shen Mo knew about their Black Sea Star Pirates...

Hadn't he acted with Bal and the others before?

He must have learned about it then.

It bared its sharp, fanged mouth, opening its maw wide as it laughed at Shen Mo: "Dear Shen Mo, you probably don't yet understand where you, as a Wood Slave, stand at the bottom of the food chain on our ship."

Lamil's face was sneering, full of disdain, its sharp teeth clearly visible.

"If your master hadn't been crippled, then I might have taken you both in."

"But now, what kind of ability do you have to serve me?"

"I am not Captain Bal, who would be swayed by your flattery."

In Lamil's opinion, Bal's previous trust in Shen Mo's words was partly due to Yuan Tianyin, and partly because Shen Mo was a particularly eloquent speaker.

This person had a magic about him; you couldn't help but believe what he said was true.

And you'd even consider him one of your own.

Lamil didn't know how Shen Mo had gained Bal's trust.

But that didn't matter now.

Now, it was the one in charge of this ship!

And as its voice rang out, the sharp fangs in its mouth became even more pronounced and prominent.

"Give me a reason not to kill you both."

"Wood Slave, and your master, Yin Wood."

Its gaze shifted to Panlong, who had remained silent the entire time; the latter hadn't uttered a sound since entering the ship.

Instead, it was the Wood Slave who was very active.

Clearly, the other party was not a talkative person.

Or perhaps, it was brewing some other unpleasant ideas.

But that wasn't good; it disliked it very much.

As Lamil thought this, Panlong was inexplicably stared at by it.

Why was this octopus looking at it?

What did it have to do with it?

Wasn't Shen Mo, that sly old fox, its current spokesperson?

"My master's origin was injured, so Lord Lamil, do you think we have no value left?" Shen Mo looked at Lamil, asking with a calm expression.

"Indeed, you are very clever," Lamil replied readily, without any pretense.

"People without strength have no capital or confidence here."

"You only deserve to be doormats, no, even as doormats, you'd be too rough on the feet."

"This is the harsh reality."

Lamil's expression was calm as it looked at Shen Mo.

"But if you have other value, then that's another matter!"

Its eyes narrowed slightly, its thin, triangular eyes watching Shen Mo as it said coldly, "Your master doesn't want to speak, so you answer."

"Why did the Wanmu Clan fight with the Frenzied Shark Clan and the Water Crocodile Clan?"

"And why did you defect?"

The news Lamil and the others received was that Yin Wood was dead.

But Yin Wood was clearly standing right in front of it.

So, what was the biggest purpose of a person faking their death?

Of course, to conceal the truth!

To Lamil and the others, Shen Mo and his group must possess a huge secret.

A secret so big that they would fake their deaths!

Or perhaps, the Wanmu Clan could only let them fake their deaths, otherwise they couldn't protect them.

Lamil leaned towards the first possibility, as the second type of fake death wouldn't require bringing Shen Mo, this Wood Slave.

"Lord Lamil, you are truly intelligent, much more so than Captain Bal," Shen Mo said with a sigh of admiration, subtly flattering him.

"Since that's the case, I won't waste any more words."

"Please dismiss everyone around you."

"And I will tell you this shocking secret!" As Shen Mo spoke, Lamil snorted coldly, then glanced at the people around him.

Their figures slowly disappeared into the darkness.

For Lamil, it wasn't afraid of Shen Mo and the others causing trouble.

After all, this was on its ship, and as long as Shen Mo and the two wanted to live, they would absolutely not attack it.

Otherwise, controlling it would be useless.

On this ship, they would absolutely not be able to leave alive.

And as its gaze swept across, all the others left.

Then Shen Mo slowly approached Lamil and said, "Lord Lamil, please disable all surveillance equipment here."

"Otherwise, I cannot guarantee that after this secret is leaked, we will still be able to survive."

"This 'we' also includes you!"

Lamil's brows furrowed tightly.

Shen Mo had so many demands.

If the other party couldn't reveal some earth-shattering secret, it would kill them!

In the most brutal and cruel way.

It waved its tentacles and quickly disabled all the equipment here.

To be precise, it temporarily shut down the surveillance equipment here.

But the defensive and offensive equipment secretly aimed at this location remained fully active.

As long as Shen Mo and the others dared to make any unusual moves.

It would kill them.

It didn't want that so-called secret anymore!

And as it was thinking this, suddenly, its pupils constricted sharply.

Shen Mo quickly approached it, and then, with an extremely fast speaking speed, uttered a line of words.

"What we possess is a piece of news about the Great Saint Relic!" Instantly, Lamil's eyes widened.

And at this moment...