There was a faint smell of fish in the air. The sound of waves hitting the rocks came from a distance, but it didn't feel noisy at all. On the other hand, it gave people a peaceful and beautiful feeling.
Not far from the shore, there was a fishing village with only a few hundred people.
At this moment, the usual peace was completely broken.
The villagers gathered at the entrance of the village and looked angrily at several men in luxurious clothes in front of them.
The village chief had a helpless expression on his face, "Lord, we have already paid the spirit stones for this year last month. How can we pay them again? Of course, we will obey the island owner's arrangement. The problem is, even if you kill us, we can't pay it!"
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"Don't tell me these trivial things."