The fastest updates and the most complete collection of novels can be found at the novel website. Fang Senyan immediately summoned Zhu and the others, then abruptly kicked open the lid of the treasure chest. (), pointing into the box, he said: “Load up whatever you can carry, until you can’t carry any more.”

These four pirates had clearly been waiting for this command. Overjoyed, they rushed forward. After some strenuous effort, they were all nearly crushed by the weight of their heavy bags. The sheer bliss on their faces was almost a form of blessed exhaustion. Fang Senyan waited for their excitement to die down slightly, then spoke in a calm voice: “Although the Bell and the Goblet are destroyed, I can sense that Amand is not dead. If he recovers from his injuries, the first person he’ll want to kill is me! He’ll hunt me to the ends of the earth. Therefore, my only path to survival is to find a powerful faction to shelter me.”

“Reviewing the major powers now, the Black Pearl has fought the de la Forge family to a mutual crippling. Old Jack is probably in a dire situation himself. Too many have personally experienced Blackbeard’s insidious selfishness. As for the Queen’s ship… she might not be reliable. Thus, the only remaining choice for me is Captain Davy Jones of the Flying Dutchman. While that fellow is tyrannical and fierce, he has never been known to break his word. By offering him the remaining treasure, I will surely be employed in a position of importance.”

Fang Senyan looked around seriously: “Since you have chosen to trust me, I will certainly not disappoint you. You now have two paths ahead. One is to come with me and join Davy Jones aboard the Flying Dutchman anchored outside the harbor. The other is to find a safe place to hide and leave with the treasure after this flurry of activity subsides. Regardless of which path you choose, the benefits you have already gained are guaranteed.”

The four pirates conferred amongst themselves. Three of them no longer wished to continue being pirates. However, one preferred to remain at sea and seek adventure. Fang Senyan agreed to let them leave, but only after they helped sail this ship to the waters near the Flying Dutchman. The three pirates naturally had no objections. Soon after, the blurry outline of the Flying Dutchman appeared before their eyes. Fang Senyan and the pirate willing to stay on the seas worked together, transferring the plundered wealth onto another nearby lifeboat. Then, the two boarded the small boat and rowed laboriously toward the Flying Dutchman, sending out light signals in advance.

In this chaotic environment, the Flying Dutchman had clearly remained vigilant about the surrounding movements. However, the lifeboat carrying Fang Senyan and the other pirate was essentially just a slightly larger raft, its cargo completely visible and posing no threat. After signaling friendly intent with lights, they successfully boarded the legendary ship, the Flying Dutchman.

At this time, the Flying Dutchman was not yet cursed as it would be in later films; both the vessel and the pirates aboard were still normal men, exhibiting a spirited and untamed air in their demeanor. The ship’s First Mate, Old Barry, had previously been heavily extorted by Fang Senyan.

Fang Senyan’s Charm value was already low, and after that incident, his relationship with Old Barry had inevitably plummeted to freezing point. If he met Barry immediately upon boarding, most of his hard-earned merit would likely be halved.

However, Fang Senyan was quite confident he could meet the ship’s master, Davy Jones. This wasn't blind self-assurance, but a conclusion drawn from careful analysis! Given the current situation: Port Royal was engulfed in massive chaos, the de la Forge family had proactively launched an attack, and the remaining pirates were busy looting the port. Strangely, both the Flying Dutchman and Blackbeard’s Queen Anne’s Revenge remained observers, ships anchored apart.

Logically, these two ships were like the apex predators among street gangs; when such an event occurred, they should naturally take the lead and strive to be first, otherwise their transcendent status could easily be usurped by others. Although Fang Senyan didn't know the hidden reasons, the one thing he was certain of was that both Blackbeard and Davy Jones must be paying extremely close attention to matters on the island.

In this era of relatively underdeveloped information flow, he, a sudden outsider, carried the latest firsthand intelligence about the outside world that Davy Jones currently craved most, even if he arrived empty-handed. Moreover, these pirates had sharp eyes; those few large chests on the ship clearly contained valuables. Therefore, Davy Jones had at least a ninety percent chance of appearing personally, which naturally fulfilled Fang Senyan’s objective.

By this time, Fang Senyan had gained some modest renown among the pirates, especially after the spoils-sharing frenzy on Hope Island. Many pirates remembered the sailor named Yan from the East. As the heavy treasure chests were carried up, the surrounding pirates began to gasp and exclaim in awe. Yet, Fang Senyan suddenly felt an unsettling sensation all over his body. This feeling was neither the imminent tension of danger approaching, nor the physical fatigue of utter boredom; rather, it felt like a scan that could pierce through all his secrets!

Fang Senyan maintained a composed expression, but secretly began scrutinizing his surroundings. He suddenly noticed a pair of eyes in the crowd. While these eyes were no different from those of the other pirates, there seemed to be a strange magic within their gaze, as if designed to draw one deep into their depths. The owner of these eyes turned and walked away immediately after their gazes met. He was already mixed in with the crowd, wearing a common crimson bandana wrapped around his head, and a white, slightly yellowed fencing shirt underneath. This shirt had very wide sleeves that tightened sharply at the wrist—a very common pirate attire. Thus, as soon as the man turned, he vanished as completely as a drop of water dissolving into the ocean.

Fang Senyan was about to give chase, but just then, the wooden door to the Captain’s cabin above suddenly burst open with a “Boom,” as if violently kicked from within. This wooden door was extremely solid, at least a fist’s thickness, showing marks of ancient oak planks nailed together haphazardly. Despite bearing the ravages of time and weather, the door remained firm and unbroken.

The blasted-open door slammed heavily against the bulkhead with a loud “Bang.” If one hadn't been paying attention, the sudden noise might have startled them. However, the sailors nearby seemed utterly accustomed to it. Immediately following, a tall, broad-shouldered Scot emerged, looking about forty years old. His face was flushed, his hair and beard flowed freely, and his rough hands gripped a large, heavy, dark-brown clay pipe jutting out from his mouth like a cigar. This large man held a crystal glass in his left hand, inside which swam a small, entirely grayish-white octopus, waving its tentacles leisurely in the water.

When Fang Senyan saw this large man, his heart instinctively produced a feeling akin to facing the unfathomable, bottomless ocean! Fang Senyan had never experienced such a sensation before. If he had to find a comparable feeling, it would be facing the terrifying power of that murderous figure during the time of the Dead Ringer—the sheer terror emanating from Captain Davy Jones, the master of the Flying Dutchman, was evident!

“Are you the one requesting an audience with the great Davy Jones?” the large man asked, his voice muffled by a thick nasal tone. His words carried a distinct Scottish accent, making them somewhat indistinct, but the immense confidence contained within them was unmistakable.

Fang Senyan clenched his right hand into a fist, placed it over his chest, and bowed slightly: “Sailor Yan from the East pays his respects to you. I await your command.”

Davy Jones casually toyed with his pet octopus: “I have heard your name; it seems you have a knack for dealing with the Spanish. However… that alone is not sufficient reason for you to set foot on the deck of the great Flying Dutchman.”

“As you can see,” Fang Senyan bowed again, neither subservient nor arrogant, “I also bring you treasure. I guarantee you, these boxes were inside the treasure vault of Port Royal Castle less than two hours ago… they are the refined wealth accumulated by the de la Forge family over seventy full years!”

As these words were spoken, murmurs of excitement spread among the pirates. But Fang Senyan noticed that when he raised his voice to emphasize, “the refined wealth accumulated by the de la Forge family over seventy full years,” Davy Jones merely yawned lazily! This unusual small movement concealed a very profound implication! Several thoughts flashed through Fang Senyan’s mind like lightning, leading to a conclusion that almost made him cry out in shock!

Davy Jones was, after all, a fierce pirate; this fact determined that he was by no means a hermit of noble character who viewed money as dirt. If his cold reception to the treasure of Port Royal Castle was presented, there were only two possibilities. Either he had so much money that he didn’t care about this small amount of wealth—like sending ten million to Li Ka-shing, who would naturally be calm, whereas we might not sleep for days after winning ten million. The much greater possibility was that the actual value of this treasure was quite small!

The savings of the de la Forge family over seventy years sounded tempting, but it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, and hard to reverse. If the de la Forge family had been squandering their wealth excessively, or if their foundation was already shaky, coupled with the fact that the castle had just been thoroughly ransacked, it was highly likely that the current de la Forge family was indeed just an empty name with no substance.

Furthermore, after these few chests were moved out of the secret room in Port Royal Castle, the pirates hadn't had much opportunity to examine them closely. Only those three pirates just now had a chance to select some items! Moreover, some treasures require specialized, in-depth knowledge to authenticate their genuineness, making the possibility of forgeries—if they exist—not to be ruled out. If this hypothesis holds true, it is highly probable that these seemingly full boxes of treasure are actually not very valuable!