"What do you mean by that?"
"The land certainly means we can stop to resupply, but don't forget where we are!"
"Where are we?"
"Because we don't know where we are, we're in danger. We've been drifting at sea for nearly a week. Who knows where we came from? Perhaps we've drifted back to the Xia Country, or perhaps to the Yuebei Country, or maybe to some desolate island of a small country in the South Pacific, or drifted back to the Xia Country. I truly feel unlucky for you. I truly feel unlucky for you. I truly feel unlucky for you. I truly feel unlucky! I am truly unlucky!"
Jiang Guang nodded. He had heard of this before. Some small islands in the Pacific Ocean have many primitive tribes. These native inhabitants are cannibals! Miyamoto Keiko's combat value wasn't high. Could he fight a hundred people, or even a thousand natives? As long as they were surrounded by natives, death was the only outcome!
