The raid lasted all the way until dawn.
Although the Pure White Chamber of Commerce's base was rather large, it should not have taken an entire night.
But a raid was not just a matter of killing.
There was also wealth to plunder.
Not only did everything of value have to be thoroughly looted, but the men doing the work also needed a little time to line their own pockets.
He had never done this back when he was a pirate, but now it was a necessity.
After all, he had quite a few men under him now. Their meager wages alone could not guarantee their loyalty, although pirates had little loyalty to begin with.
But people had chosen to follow him for profit in the first place. Paying too much in fixed wages would make them hard to support, so he could only pay a little less. If he did not let them get a taste of the profits elsewhere, why would they keep following him?
What if they took too much?
That was simply impossible. For one thing, these newcomers had only just joined him and certainly would not dare go that far.
The veterans under Dunn would be watching them.
Even if the veterans proved unreliable, Dunn still had his truly loyal Homies...
So Dunn waited until dawn without the slightest impatience.
After the sun rose, the pirates obediently carried the spoils outside under their captains' scolding.
"Captain, we've emptied the place. There isn't a single survivor in the entire chamber of commerce. We can leave now."
Hoffman came over and gently roused Dunn from his doze.
Dunn got up and slowly stretched. "Mm! How much did we get in total?"
"The Pure White Chamber of Commerce really lived up to its reputation as a major trading