Setting out to sea

The four people and one dog arrived at the harbor. There was a special place here that was responsible for establishing teams and selling ships.

If one wanted to disobey the rules and forcibly mess around?

Hehe, there was no shortage of True Self Tier elites here, and there were presently a few bloody corpses hanging at the entrance. Obviously, they wanted to seize a ship by force, and in the end, were killed on the spot.

"You guys want to form a team?" an old geezer asked, coughing as if he had a serious illness. However, Ling Han and the others didn't dare to underestimate the old geezer at all. He was a True Self Tier elite.

"That's right." Ling Han nodded.

"One, two, three, four." The old geezer counted, "There's one less person."

"Hey, hey, Grandpa Dog is here too!" The large black dog stood up on his hind legs, his expression filled with anger.

He was bullying a dog too much, to actually ignore him.