"Since you're here, tell us about the situation on the island."
Thirteen pushed over his mahjong tiles and waved a hand, signaling a break from the game.
"Why did you flee Prison Island? Did they do that to your face?" Little White Tiger and the others might have been loud and boisterous, but they were reliable when it came to getting things done.
Having decided to go ashore, it was naturally best to learn as much as possible.
Old Qian dared not hide anything and explained honestly, "Conditions on the island were too harsh. I couldn't take it, so I ran."
"Sure, Prison Island raids merchant ships, but the West and the Dragon Kingdom are both cracking down on us. Trading the loot for daily necessities is too hard. With so many people on the island, there's nowhere near enough to go around."
"I served under the Third Island Master. I was a minor leader, at least, but even I had to fish to get any meat. Pork and the like? Forget about it."
His words gave them a new understanding of Prison Island.
An isolated island was nothing like the mainland. Overlord robbed people too, but getting supplies inland was relatively easy for him.
At sea, with fleets from the East and West constantly patrolling, how could smuggling supplies be easy?
Besides, the island had far more people than Overlord Stronghold.
"What's the setup on the island?" Little White Tiger continued.
"Prison Island is divided into three districts: upper, middle, and lower. The Great Island Master is the strongest, at the eight-awakening peak, and controls the middle district, which is also the central commercial district."
"The island even has a commercial district?" Ji Min asked skeptically. "What business is there in that godforsaken place? Planning to take the brothels