Sha Sheng stood behind his master, holding the hind leg of a half-human-sized desert camel in both hands, taking big bites.
While eating with oil dripping down his mouth, the child couldn't help but shout, "Those are bad people, but the ship owner is a really good person. Master, please help save the good person!"
Zhao Sheng reached out and touched Sha Sheng's head, feeling the unusually smooth texture. He nodded casually and said one word, "Okay!"
Hearing his master's agreement, Sha Sheng's eyes were filled with excitement, and before his smile faded, he agreed.
A faint divine light appeared at Zhao Sheng's brow, and he casually snapped his fingers.
Pa!
At the same moment, dozens of miles away, the heads of those sand pirate members exploded like watermelons, brain matter splattering out, only to be blown away by the strong wind in an instant.
