Chen Ping's background was clean. Before departure, Spirit Hall in Vast Sea City had investigated him thoroughly, so the possibility of him being a pirate could be ruled out.
When he had come here twenty years ago, he had explored some of the islands and found no pirates. That meant the people on this island had most likely arrived sometime within the past twenty years.
Regardless, Han Yu had to remain vigilant. He was not afraid of pirates, but the Sea Serpent's crew were all fishermen by trade and were instinctively wary of islands. If the pirates discovered them and shattered their morale, the journey ahead would become difficult.
After thinking for a moment, Han Yu headed toward the center of the island.
As evening fell, the crew camping by the shore brought barrel after barrel of Wheat Wine out of the cabins. They gathered in small groups, sat in circles, and drank to their hearts' content.
As captain, Chen Ping sat together with the first mate, Second Mate, and the others.
"Captain, what are you looking at? Are you still worried about that distinguished guest?" The first mate was a burly man who spoke in a rough voice. "I think you should stop worrying. My brother-in-law works at Spirit Hall, and I heard that distinguished guest has an extraordinary background. Even the Spirit Hall Master did not dare look him in the eye. His strength cannot be underestimated."
Even the spoiled sons of officials in Vast Sea City could not earn a second glance from the Spirit Hall Master. On Douluo Continent, strength reigned supreme. Even without noble status, as long as one possessed great strength, those weaker than them would flatter and fawn over them.
Chen Ping shook his head. He was not worried about Han Yu. After