At that moment, on an island not far from Harbor Island, two figures were searching for something.
"It was clearly right here. Why can't we find it?" Both men were dressed in ancient robes, and the one speaking had only one arm.
"Brother Wan, could you have remembered incorrectly?" another, a hideous old man, let out a cold snort. "You've called me all this way. You're not just messing with me, are you?"
"Brother Chang, how could I possibly deceive you? I found that item right here," the one-armed elder snorted coldly, looking at his severed arm. "If it weren't for a powerful enemy who suddenly appeared, preventing me from taking it, I wouldn't even want to share it with anyone! Once I get my hands on it, my strength will surely soar, and I will avenge the loss of my arm!"
"Oh? You seek revenge?"
Just then, a light laugh suddenly rang out, startling them both.
"Who?"
