After half a day's voyage, Wang Hao returned to Old Wang Island. As he approached the island, he could sense that something was different.
"Could something have happened to Old Wang Island?" Wang Hao muttered to himself. With his keen eyesight, from a great distance away from Old Wang Island, he noticed two additional pirate ships docked at the port, and on their banners, he saw the image of a Flood Dragon.
Wang Hao understood in an instant.
"It seems that even among these pirate groups there is deceit and mutual distrust. No doubt, after the death of Captain Iron Hook, the other pirate groups must think that the Iron Hook Pirate Group has become an easy target, and so they have all entertained thoughts of annexing it."
"No, it's not called the Iron Hook Pirate Group anymore; it should now be known as the Old Wang Pirate Group. These scoundrels, taking advantage of my absence, want to swallow up my Old Wang Pirate Group. They truly harbor thieving intentions."
