Yang Ling arrived near the abandoned Red Fire Iron Ore mine on Fire Flood Dragon Island, intending to find somewhere quiet.
Yet Fire Flood Dragon Island was now bustling, and he spotted dozens of figures even here.
These people were all from Zhao State, and every one of them recognized Yang Ling.
A Sixth Rank martial artist hurried forward with the others to pay their respects. After a round of introductions, they identified themselves as members of Zhao State's Mine Gang.
"Are you here to check whether there's any Red Fire Iron Ore left nearby?"
The man hastily nodded with an ingratiating smile.
"You have a keen eye, Lord Yang. We just wanted to see whether any Red Fire Iron Ore remains."
"After all these years, shouldn't the Great Dream Dynasty have mined it all already?"
Yang Ling mused.
The Mine Gang's martial artists exchanged glances, and their leader cautiously explained:
"There's something you don't know, Lord Yang. Fire Flood Dragon Island must have extremely rich ore veins. Even if this Red Fire Iron Ore mine has exhausted its potential, other ore veins are still buried deep underground.
"Our mission this time is to find any ore veins that might exist in the southern part of Fire Flood Dragon Island.
"The north now belongs to the Rong Tribe, and their Mine Gang experts are prospecting too.
"But the Rong Tribe's territory is barren and has few ore veins. Those fellows aren't as experienced as we are. We're bound to find something first."
"I see."
Yang Ling understood. It seemed both Zhao State and the Rong Tribe believed that Fire Flood Dragon Island still held many ore veins.
That line of thinking might be right. An island as vast as Fire Flood Dragon Island could hardly have only one Red Fire