"I don't need to explain in detail, you should all know how hostile the people in the city are to us."

Upon hearing this, the maritime refugees looked at each other, their faces filled with panic.

What should we do?

"They won't kick us out, will they?"

"We have nowhere else to go!"

Rita, seeing everyone's awkwardness, said softly, "Fortunately, the relationship between the Salammers and the city's residents is quite good."

Like drowning people grasping at a straw, the refugee representatives turned to Rita for help.

"As early as when they first arrived in the Dragon Kingdom, the Salammer had already used most of their wealth to befriend every power in the city, and now they have very little left."

Rita looked troubled as she spoke.

Grey Swan gritted his teeth: "Kinlaska is willing to give you the remaining wealth of his tribe to manage."

"My clan is too!"

"We are the same."

Rita quickly waved her hand and said, "Do you think I'm after wealth?"

“We all come from the sea. In the eyes of the Dragon Kingdom people, we are all alien beings. Helping you is also saving the Salam Mermaids.” Rita looked righteous and awe-inspiring: “Only by uniting can the children of the sea gain a foothold in the Dragon Kingdom.”

Moved by Rita's words, the sea refugees asked one after another, "Please tell me, chieftain of the Salamanders, what should we do?"

Rita rolled her eyes: "I've heard that in Twilight City there's something called the Industry Union..."