This was a vast transit station.
From here, one could take Teleportation Arrays to reach almost most of the cities on the Eastern Continent.
Xu Zimo disembarked from the ship. Everyone aboard scattered one after another, keeping far away from him.
Xu Zimo intended to teleport to a city under the True Martial Sacred Sect's rule.
He first went to a nearby tavern, intending to eat something.
At a window seat, the proprietor brought over a jug of wine and several plates of meat.
Xu Zimo was eating when a group of people suddenly charged into the tavern.
"Kid, hand it over," one man said blandly, gripping a long blade and slamming it heavily onto Xu Zimo's table.
"Hand over what?" Xu Zimo raised his head and glanced at the group.
There were around a dozen of them, all dressed in black robes. Every one of them had a face full of flesh and a vicious, fiendish look.
"It's the Qingsha Gang. Everyone should get out of the way,"
someone said hurriedly upon recognizing them.
"What's the Qingsha Gang?" others asked in confusion.
"They're the biggest gang in this transit station. I hear their backing is formidable, and they're incomparably overbearing. Many people have suffered at their hands," someone explained.
"Kid, quit playing dumb," the leader snorted coldly.
Staring at Xu Zimo, he said, "Do I need to make myself any clearer about the treasure of Immortal Island?"
"You people truly aren't afraid of death." Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.
"What treasure? I merely got lucky and picked up my life."
There was no need to think about it. Someone on the ship must have spread the news earlier.
After all, Xu Zimo had been the only one to emerge from Liubo Island.
"I don't believe you, unless you