A three-story ancient warship was docked in the sea less than a hundred meters away from the pier.
Dragon head warship.
A black flag hangs above it.
Dozens of figures stood at the bow of the ship, staring gloomily at the dock where only a few people stood.
"I really didn't expect that after only a few days out, Qiong Island would change owners. The owner of the island, Mo Wanqian, was forced to leave the island and give up all his life's hard work to others."
"What a great skill!"
The man who spoke was tall and tall, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He was about forty years old. He looked vigorous, but his eyes as he looked at the dock were gloomy.
His name is Mo Zun, and he is one of the four great stewards under Mo Qian Wan.
The three that Lu Fan saw last night, plus him, are the backbone of Mo Wanqian's men.
He has also been responsible for the connection between Qiongdao and the outside world.
A few days ago, he was ordered to leave Qiongdao and drive the Qiongdao dragon boat to the border of Xiandao to hand over goods with the Vietnam War Department. However, he did not expect that when he came back, Qiongdao changed owners and Mo Wanqian had abandoned the island.
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"Today, I want to see where this new island owner comes from and what abilities he has. He can take Qiong Island as his own. This is damned!"
Mo Zun's body exuded a terrifying aura fluctuation.
He is actually a demigod honored on the island. If divided according to the power of the secular world, he is almost no different from the Great Supreme.
Standing on the pier were his family members that Mingkata called from the island next door early this morning.
There were seven or eight people in total.
His strength is not as good as Mingfang, which is the strength of a great master in the secular world.
A great master should have a place in the secular world.
But in this fairy island in the South China Sea, an ancient training area where the strong are like a forest, there are beings living at the bottom.
Some of them are Mingfang's father, some are his younger brothers, and some are uncles.
But there was no woman in sight.
"What should we do? The person on the boat seems to be Mo Zun. He is one of the four great stewards of Qiongdao. He is also the strongest and the one closest to Mo Wanqian! He seemed to be very angry just now.
If you are angry, you won’t take action against us, right?”
An uncle named Fang stared at the warship in the distance with horrified eyes. His body was shaking without stopping for a moment.
"Yes, not only did we seize their territory, but we also drove away the owner of Island Mo from the island. What is this called? Dove, dove, dove occupying the magpie's nest! They will definitely not let us go.
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"That's right, when Mingfang came here early in the morning, I said this was unreliable, and you still said you had to go. Mingfang looked average since he was a child. What future can he have when he grows up? He's better now, people.
They're here, let me see what you do!"
Several of Mingfang's uncles had already been frightened by the warship in front of them. They all regretted being so hasty and followed Mingfang out.
"How about we leave?"
Someone suggested that he really couldn't stand here anymore. He had never seen them in such a big scene. At this moment, they just wanted to escape.
"Where are you going?"
At this time, an angry voice sounded behind these people.
Everyone immediately turned around, and when they saw only Makata coming back, their faces instantly turned extremely pale.
"My son, you are the only one back. Where is the island owner? Didn't he come?"
