The big man rowed the small boat into the depths of the thick fog.
In the blink of an eye, the pirate ship behind them had vanished without a trace.
Chen Ming was quite curious. In this dense fog, divine sense couldn't penetrate; how was this big man discerning direction?
After a moment, the boat suddenly stopped.
One person asked, "Why has the envoy stopped the boat?"
The big man said, "You should have all heard about the current situation on the island. To avoid outsiders sneaking onto the island, I need to verify your tokens. Hand them over now."
The person who spoke hesitated, "There wasn't such a rule before."
The big man said coldly, "The past is the past; now is now. If you don't hand them over, there's no hope of getting on the island. You can jump and swim back."
While the other three hesitated, Chen Ming voluntarily handed over his token, "I'll hand it over."
