The merchant ship departed from the shore, slowly heading towards Poison Mist Island.
On the deck.
Xu Wendong sat there quietly, his face revealing no emotion.
He was pondering a question.
Why does the Blood Skull Pirate Ship dare to attack the merchant ships of the Three Great Clans?
Are they out of their minds?
Or are they planning to go down a path of no return?
Xu Wendong didn't have an answer, but he had an inexplicable premonition that this journey was not as simple as it seemed.
Even though the Situ Family and the Xiao Family jointly dispatched twelve Loose Immortals, this task was by no means easily accomplished.
Just then, a boatman approached, and Xu Wendong couldn't help but ask, "When will we arrive at Poison Mist Island?"
The boatman respectfully replied, "In about three days."
Xu Wendong nodded slightly.
