Zeng Yunfeng pressed his hat and said: "Okay, now it's time for me to leave. There are some things that don't need to be said too much. What's supposed to come will always come, and you can't hide." With that, Zeng Yunfeng turned and left.

The location of this tombstone.

The sea breeze blew, blowing the corners of Zeng Yunfeng's clothes. Seeing Zeng Yunfeng's figure gradually walking away, Governor Swan shook his head helplessly.

Now no one can control him, at least no one in the Caribbean can threaten Roy Smith.

Unless the Royal Navy mobilizes a heavy fleet to attack Zeng Yunfeng, this is unrealistic. Not only under the current situation, encircling and suppressing pirates will consume most of the Royal Navy's strength. This is definitely a fool's errand.

Because they still have too many enemies, the ambitions of the British royal family are definitely not limited to the Caribbean. They have a wider area to explore, so the conflict with Royer Smith near the Caribbean alone is inconsistent with the British Royal Navy.

The interests are not aligned.

Now the whole world is a virgin land for them, and there are too many places that can be developed. Portugal and Spain are not that strong, so they have a lot of meat. There is no need to fight to the death and constantly open up new areas.

The colony is their most important thing at the moment, not the life-and-death fight with Roy Smith on the sea. This is too reckless and may even cost themselves.

Zeng Yunfeng walked along the street towards the pier, but he saw a child on the road. The child had his hands behind his back and looked at Zeng Yunfeng with big ignorant eyes. Every time Zeng Yunfeng took a step forward, he took a slight step back, looking a little timid.

But he was particularly curious about Zeng Yunfeng's dress. Finally, after Zeng Yunfeng walked seven or eight steps, he couldn't help but ask: "Sir, are you a pirate?"

Zeng Yunfeng was stunned by what this child said. He did not expect that the child's sensitivity was so keen that he could reveal his identity in one breath.

"Are you afraid of pirates?" Zeng Yunfeng looked at the boy with curly brown hair with a half-smile. He shook his head, "No, I'm not afraid of pirates!"

"Why?" Zeng Yunfeng was curious.

"Because my dad is a pirate?"

"Your father is a pirate, so why can you live safely on this island? Aren't you afraid of being caught?"

The little boy shook his head, "No, I'm not afraid, because my grandpa is the governor!"

Zeng Yunfeng was helpless, and after a long time, he found out that it was Wil Turner's son, "What's your name?"

"Sorry, I can't tell you because you are a pirate." The child said firmly.

Zeng Yunfeng was immediately made a little depressed by him. One moment he said he was not afraid of pirates, and the next moment he refused to tell Zeng Yunfeng his name. What kind of trouble was this.

"Are you afraid that I would find your home?"

The little boy shook his head again, "No, it's because pirates always lie. My mother said that my father is going on a trip and will come back in ten or eight years. But no father can travel outside for seven or eight years.

Not coming back."

"I can't tell others my name easily, and I can't tell the truth to others easily."

Zeng Yunfeng really couldn't argue with this boy's reasons and logic. It seemed to make some sense.

Zeng Yunfeng walked up to the little boy, squatted down slowly, and said, "Then do you want to be a pirate in the future?"

The little boy shook his head, "No, I don't want to!"

"Why?" Zeng Yunfeng asked curiously again.

The little boy bit his lip, "Because if you become a pirate, you can't go home normally. My mother is still waiting for me at home. If I become a pirate like my father, my mother will definitely be very lonely at home."

The little boy began to pout, and tears suddenly welled up in his eyes, as if he remembered something sad.

He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, trying his best to stop the tears from flowing down, and said in a more choked tone: "Mom said, boys can't cry easily."

Zeng Yunfeng was a little funny, and he was very interested in this child with interesting emotions and personal logic.

He stepped forward and stretched out his big hand, placing it in front of the little boy, "Look, this is the hand of a pirate. Is it any different from yours?"

Zeng Yunfeng's hands are covered with calluses, which are the result of holding weapons and fighting at sea for many years.

The boy shook his head, "It's a bit big, but as I said, I don't want to be a pirate."

"Then how should you find your father?"

"My dad, he will come back by himself." The little boy was very sure.

Zeng Yunfeng was like a bad uncle teasing a child, "That's not necessarily true, maybe your father will never come back."

The little boy puffed up his mouth and said angrily: "My mother said that although my father often lies, he will definitely fulfill his promises to me." As he spoke, his nose became sore and he felt like tears were coming down again.

Zeng Yunfeng stretched out his hand and scratched his nose with his index finger, "Crybaby, if you cry, your father will not come back."

The little boy sniffed and swallowed his tears again. This may be the impact of a child's childhood on his life.

Wiltner was unable to accompany his child, resulting in the little boy lacking fatherly love since he was a child.

People are like this, the more they lack something, the more they want to pursue it. No matter how old they grow, the emotions left over from childhood will not be easily erased, and will even become stronger.

Zeng Yunfeng stood up, rubbed his head, took off his hat and put it on the little boy's head.

"If one day you are willing to be a pirate, come and tell me, this hat is my gift to you!"

Zeng Yunfeng's hat is an ordinary cowhide hat with a white feather on it.

It was really interesting when the wind blew, at least it looked like this to the little boy. He pressed the brim of his hat with both hands and smiled on his face.

"I love this hat!"

Zeng Yunfeng also smiled, "Then keep it, maybe you will use it one day in the future."

The little boy nodded fiercely. Zeng Yunfeng stretched out his hand again and said, "I'll give you another gift, do you want it?"

The little boy held his hat with one hand. The hat was too big. If the wind blew slightly, he felt that the hat would fly away by itself.

"Any other gifts?" The little boy tilted his head.

Zeng Yunfeng nodded, "Do you dare to accept so many gifts from pirates?"

The little boy pursed his lips and thought for a while, then said, "I can see that you are not a bad person."

"How did you tell?"

"I don't know, that's what I think!"

"Okay, then I'll give you another gift." Zeng Yunfeng waved his hand as he spoke, "Put your little hand on mine."

The little boy very obediently put his little hand on Zeng Yunfeng's hand, and Zeng Yunfeng held the little boy's hand tightly.

The little boy suddenly felt a heat crawling up his hand.

"What is this? What is this?" The little boy started to struggle in a panic, but within a short while, the heat disappeared.

"It's so fun, so fun!"

Zeng Yunfeng stood up, narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled, "Goodbye, kid!"

The little boy was covering his hat, watching Zeng Yunfeng's retreating figure, and waving his right hand desperately toward the sky.

This is an interesting kid, or at least an interesting person he met in Port Royal.

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