"May I ask if you two have come specifically to attend Five Immortal Island's annual Annual Auction Conference?" No sooner had Big Ear told Ye Zhen that people were approaching than three martial artists came forward, one in front and two behind, smiling as they cupped their fists at Ye Zhen.
The words and tone were practically identical to those of Dao Jian's group Ye Zhen had encountered earlier.
Ye Zhen and Big Ear Nie Ting exchanged strange looks, killing intent already spilling from Ye Zhen's eyes.
He had never expected Five Immortal Island to be a place where bandits ran rampant. Before they had even entered the island, they had encountered a second band of robbers.
The almost tangible killing intent bursting from Ye Zhen's eyes made the leading man retreat several steps warily. With a puzzled look, he asked, "Is there some misunderstanding between us?"
"Did the two of you encounter bandits earlier?"
The leading man then gave a bitter smile first. "Countless martial artists come and go from Five Immortal Island. The outskirts are indeed rather chaotic, but we bear the two of you no ill will."
Although these two had taken the initiative to mention bandits, the wariness in Ye Zhen's eyes did not lessen in the slightest. "Then who are you? Why are you blocking our path, and what do you want?"
"Honored guests, we are freelance brokers of Five Immortal Island, doing a bit of trading business. We wait here to welcome passing guests mainly to attract some business. May I ask whether you two have invitations to Five Immortal Island's Annual Auction Conference?" the leader said.
"An invitation to the Annual Auction Conference?" Given what had happened before, Ye Zhen did not answer directly. Instead, he asked, "What if I do? What if