"Big… Brother, there's only fifteen of us on our cruise ship, including the crew…"
The worker stammered.

Slap!

I saw the pirate slap the worker hard.
"What are you talking about? This huge cruise ship, and only one passenger?"
The pirate obviously didn't believe it.
The worker was slapped in the face, blood gushing from his mouth. With a wronged expression, he pleaded, "Big brother, I'm telling the truth! There was only one passenger. You can check it out if you don't believe me..."
The pirate seeing this, winked at the other pirates and they immediately went to investigate.
Soon, all the staff were herded onto the deck. At this time, Chen Ping was meditating cross-legged in a room.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the door was kicked open violently.
Chen Ping suddenly opened his eyes, before he could even move, two gleaming knives were already at his neck.
"Don't move, or I'll kill you..."
Chen Ping glanced at the people who had rushed in. They were all dressed in black, and their aura was strong, all of them masters.
Originally, Chen Ping wanted to take action, but sensing that these two people were only small masters, he gave up the idea of fighting.
He knew these people definitely weren't here for him, after all, no one would send two Masters-level individuals to find him.
Isn't that like sending yourself to death?
"Two big brothers, who are you? What do you want? Just tell me, as long as you don't hurt me!"
Chen Ping pretended to ask fearfully.
"We're pirates from Skull Island, and if you fall into our hands, consider yourself unlucky!"
One of the pirates then finished speaking, picked up Chen Ping, and brought him onto the deck.
"Head, there's really only one passenger..."
After reaching the deck, one pirate addressed another who wore a red skull on his chest.

Looking at the dozen or so people trembling before him, the pirate with a red skull emblazoned on his chest frowned.
"Damn it, what bad luck!" He muttered before saying, "That's all there are. Bring them all back."
"Boss, these guys are all ordinary people, not a single warrior among them. I wonder if the old boss will get angry when they return?"
A pirate asked cautiously.
"Let's talk about it later!"
The pirate with the red skull on his chest waved impatiently.
Soon, the cruise ship set sail towards the sun.
Chen Ping and they were locked back into a room. The workers inside trembled with fear, some even crying.
Only Chen Ping looked out the window at the boundless sea with a calm expression.
Chen Ping didn't quite understand. How could someone with the strength of a Grandmaster end up as a pirate?
Although the Grandmaster's strength isn't considered anything special in major cities' martial arts circles, in smaller cities, he would still be a formidable presence.
Like small towns such as Nanhu City and Hongcheng, although economically developed, the number of martial artists in the martial arts world is not many, and there are even fewer grandmasters.
A master's strength would be revered even in such a small place. Why would he become a pirate out at sea?

After what seemed like an eternity, a small island slowly emerged from the horizon for all to see.

The island was not very large, and it was covered in bare rock with almost no plants to be seen.
After getting closer, Chen Ping and his companions were ushered onto a speedboat and then sailed towards the island.
Upon reaching the island, animal skeletons littered the landscape. They were scattered everywhere.
But within these skeletons, Chen Ping keenly discovered that there were also quite a few human bones.
These bones are just missing their skulls.
And this island is thick with the scent of blood.

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