Chapter 974

Whether it was he,

or the Fist Demon Lu En,

their names would surely stir up a great commotion across this sea in the future!

The Fist Demon Lu En, merely five years old,

would undoubtedly become a mighty presence in the New World!

This point was beyond doubt.

"Are you trying to crush my reputation and rise to power by stepping on it?"

"Fist Demon, I've remembered you, you hateful brat."

Moments later,

he suppressed all those thoughts in his mind…

The red-haired man took a deep breath and gave orders to everyone.

"Set sail!"

"Return into the New World!"

"Did they escape?"

Watching the Redbeard's ship shrink into a tiny black dot, then vanish entirely into the distant sea, Captain Kapu lowered his gaze and shook his head slightly in regret.

A punch launched across the distance,

failed to destroy the Redbeard's ship.

Thus, he had completely lost the chance to annihilate the Redbeard Pirates.

As for this,

Captain Kapu felt only a slight regret, not deep disappointment.

Annihilating the entire Redbeard Pirates would naturally be best, but if he couldn't, he wouldn't brood over it or obsess over it.

Moreover,

the Redbeard Pirates were no ordinary bunch.

To completely trap their entire crew was not something he could accomplish alone.

"If it weren't for that hateful Redbeard using such a low tactic,"

"old man would've already buried them."

Captain Kapu snorted coldly.

If it weren't for his duty to protect the villagers of Windmill Village,

how could the Redbeard Pirates have escaped?

Still…

Thinking of how

he had already driven the Redbeard Pirates into a kind of desperate situation, he felt at peace.

Next,

Captain Kapu stepped on Moon Step and returned to the harbor shore.

He walked over to Lu En's side.

He carefully examined Lu En's complexion.

Lu En's face was pale, his internal Qi weak and chaotic.

After a full-force battle with Ben Beike Man…

having severed Redbeard's left arm, then being blasted away by Redbeard's punch,

Lu En's physical condition naturally could not remain at peak strength.

Yet,

with his tenacious physique, he was confident he could recover fully in just three or five days.

He didn't even need anyone's help.

"Brat, you alright?"

"Always showing off!"

Captain Kapu scolded with a laugh, slapping Lu En's shoulder.

"Old man, stop slapping— if you hit me once more, I'll fall apart completely."

Lu En, pained all over from the slap, couldn't help speaking up.

"See if you dare be so reckless again."

"But…"

"I must admit, severing Redbeard's arm is something I truly commend you for. Without you, Redbeard might not have fled in such disgrace."

Captain Kapu laughed heartily.

The result of Redbeard losing an arm pleased him greatly.

Though he hadn't managed to trap the entire Redbeard Pirates…

at the very least,

the Redbeard Pirates weren't unscathed.

Their captain, Redbeard, had lost an arm.

Think about it.

The Redbeard Pirates suffered heavy losses this time!

"I merely wanted to fulfill his wish."

Lu En smiled, his words carrying hidden meaning.

"Grant his wish? Does Lei De-Hair's wish really mean losing an arm?"

"What kind of weird wish is that?"

Captain Kapu looked utterly baffled.

He couldn't quite grasp what Lu En meant.

But soon,

he stopped overthinking it.

If he couldn't understand, so be it.

He dismissed Lu En's words as a joke and laughed it off.

But he didn't know.

Lei De-Hair's original wish really was exactly that!

Only…

Lei De-Hair had intended to cut off his own arm to protect Little Lufei.

Not to have his arm severed by Lu En's blade.

Lu En had simply used another method to help Lei De-Hair achieve his original wish.

That was all.

"Come to think of it…"

"Lei De-Hair ought to thank me properly."

"If it weren't for me, he might never have become the famed One-Armed Four Emperor."

Lu En let out a light laugh.

Far away, across the sea over ten kilometers off, Lei De-Hair suddenly sneezed.

"Who's still thinking about me?!"

Gradually,

under Captain Kapu's orders,

a group of naval elites led by Bokato began sorting through the wreckage of the battle.

Beginning cleanup,

clearing up the aftermath.