"If that's the case, then we have no room for negotiation. Even if we fight to the death, we will never send our comrades to be slaves!"
As the words fell, all the Half-Orcs became furious, their eyes turning bloodshot with anger.
The reaction was even more agitated than before.
"Slave hunters?" Ji Chen couldn't help but be taken aback. "We are not them."
"Not them?" Irona looked at Ji Chen, who seemed genuine in his denial. She remained skeptical. "Then why did you happen to appear outside our camp?"
"We had just returned from the center of the island and stumbled upon your camp."
"The island's center!?" Irona's face showed surprise. "That's impossible."
According to the legends passed down through generations on King Kong Island, the island's center was a land once inhabited by deities, guarded by numerous divine beings who would tear apart any intruders.
