Sikong Huang swept her gaze around, her back carrying a longbow, her waist bearing a treasure sword, her heart weighed down to the extreme.
Now, around Ghost Island, nearly ten Sea Pirate Groups had gathered, most of which were ranked among the Eighteen Pirates. On Ghost Island itself, the elite of these Sea Pirate Groups had assembled, awaiting the arrival of Sikong Yong.
Su Changkong looked at the man who had just spoken, a tall man in white clothing, his complexion as pale as paper. This man was none other than the Ninth Grand Thief, Li Hun, the main instigator of this event.
Su Changkong showed no fear, leading Sikong Huang and the other two all the way to the center of the square where they sat down at a table.