With the arrival of those uninvited guests, their original plan to spend the night resting in Settlement Town had to be canceled.
The middle-aged man drove at speed the whole way and finally reached Chun Prefecture before dawn.
Chun Prefecture was a far larger city than Ice Prefecture. Its walls alone stood twenty or thirty meters high, and through them, they could vaguely make out several high-rises under construction.
"Chun Prefecture's doing pretty well," Old Ninth said, pointing at a tower that rose far above the walls. "Ice Prefecture doesn't have any buildings that tall."
"Pfft." The driver spat. "Ever since those Kou Islanders came, all they've done is build vanity projects. How many bones are buried beneath those towers? Never saw them hand out a single grain to anyone starving to death."
"Those who aren't our people will never share our hearts."
The middle-aged man, now awake, seemed to harbor many secrets in his eyes. He gave the driver a meaningful pat. "Brother, leave me your Bank Card number. I'll send you the fare later. You don't need to enter the city with us. No point bringing trouble on yourself."
Having witnessed how vicious these people were, the driver could only accept his bad luck. He nodded and opened the door.
This trip would probably cost him everything he owned.
Before leaving, the middle-aged man gave Old Ninth and Little White Tiger a meaningful look. "Young fellows, being a raider isn't an easy road. Find yourselves some peaceful work."
"How did you know?"
Little White Tiger and Old Ninth both grew wary, their hands unconsciously reaching behind their waists.
"Easy." The middle-aged man waved a hand and smiled mildly. "My men don't know their own strength. I'd hate for you to get hurt by accident."
Only then did the