They arrived at the warehouse.
Scar Sui greeted everyone one by one.
"Second Leader!"
"Brother Dao!"
"Scarred Xui!"
Each title made Jian Wushuang and Xiang Yang suppress their laughter.
From the introductions, they learned that not only were there bandits here, but also their families.
There were only about a hundred skilled robbers, but they had to take care of a total of six hundred family members.
There was no other way; in this era, if you didn't engage in this trade, even surviving was a problem.
Moreover, they could be considered honorable thieves, robbing only merchant ships or government ships.
Ordinary folks had nothing worth stealing anyway.
Scar Sui led them to a small, partitioned living room and invited them to sit down.
"Rest here for a bit. I'll go get my big brother. Today, we must have a good drink together!"
Hearing this, Jian Wushuang and Xiang Yang couldn't help but swallow.
