"Just for this little thing!" Shuibing looked at the whirlpool-shaped Innate Fruit in his palm and let out a bitter smile.
These three guys really fought with all their might for their tribes, every move deadly, wishing they could pin you down to the ground and beat you!
"It's understandable, with the Evil Ghost Clan on the brink of extinction, the impure bloodline of the White Tiger Clan, with the youth lacking support, and the Mountain and Sea Strange Beasts almost disappearing — how could they not fight desperately?" Chen Jiuge chuckled.
If I had a family to think of, or needed the Innate Fruit, I wouldn't let it go either; even as an exchange item, it's quite a bargaining chip!
"By the way, how are we going to manage these natives? We've only got 30,000 people here this time, we can't use them all to guard these folks, right?" Shuibing frowned.
