The Cruel Deep Blue Clan

Moonlight Island.

In recent years, due to some special reasons, business had gradually declined. Many young people on the island had left and went to other commercial islands in the nearby island chain to make a living.

The entire city was shrouded in fog and seemed a little lifeless.

A somewhat dilapidated alchemical boat was docked at the dock. Two people got off the boat. One of them was a mysterious man who was covered in a black robe. His age and gender could not be seen. He wore sunglasses, had a burly figure, and had a cold temperament.

The other was a refined young man wearing glasses. He had a head of chestnut-colored hair and looked refined. What was strange was that he was carrying three specially made bags, one big and two small.

If one observed carefully, one could also see that the three bags were undulating in a regular pattern, as if some kind of creature was breathing.

"Commander!"

On the dock, a girl in a beige windbreaker knelt on one knee.