While Yang Mu was brewing potions and Jack was modifying Higgs's corpse, many people were making their way toward Shipwreck Island.
Among them were Yang Mu's previous customers. After receiving his message, they rushed toward Shipwreck Island without stopping.
At the same time, people from the Sith Lineage and the Kingdom of the Netherlands were also heading for Shipwreck Island.
"Yusos, you had better settle this matter once and for all, or else, hmph! Our cooperation ends here. For a few damn Fishman Potions, I lost a son, a merchant ship, and hundreds of thousands of Gold Shields."
"And now this potion is everywhere. Didn't you say he used the flesh and blood of your society's members to make it? Then go kill him."
Duke Xis roared furiously in his castle, while the target of his rage was a silent figure cloaked in black.
Only after Duke Xis had vented did the figure speak in a hoarse voice.
"He attacked a Merman Island and provoked an elder, killing a great number of the elder's offspring. Rest assured, he will not live much longer."
"Hmph. It had better turn out as you say. If I lose another cargo ship, you can transport the supplies yourselves."
Five days later, Yang Mu walked out of the cabin looking somewhat exhausted. Five days had still been a little tight.
Yang Mu rested for a while before delivering the orders for several factions. They had purchased a total of 1,272 bottles, roughly what he had estimated.
He still had 513 bottles on hand, and those would need to be taken by his previous customers.
After completing the transactions, Yang Mu went to a tavern—Lame Henry's tavern. It was still bustling as ever, though it fell quiet for a moment when Yang Mu entered. Soon afterward,