Finding Wang Ping put my mind at ease, and Wang Ping was naturally very happy to see me.

I quickly pulled Wang Ping to my side and looked him over from head to toe to make sure he hadn't suffered any real harm, which made me feel much more relieved.

Wang Ping looked at me with a serious expression: "We can't stay here for long. After all, we don't know if the Utas tribe will come back, and these pirates brought a lot of equipment this time. As for why the Utas tribe didn't harm us, I don't know, but I think they are probably trying to play the long game. So let's leave quickly."

I nodded. Of course I was leaving; I didn't want to stay in this place any longer.

Moreover, after returning, we still need to discuss how to rescue Muta and Mucuo, so time is very tight.

With this incident, the people of the Utas tribe will definitely strengthen their defenses, making it even more difficult to launch a sneak attack.

But before Wang Ping and I could leave, I suddenly remembered the other hostages. I immediately turned around and found them all standing timidly behind Wang Ping and me.

They clearly had no idea what their fate would be.

Logically speaking, I shouldn't be involved with them.

Firstly, our own camp had long been abandoned, and we were now living under the roof of the Bunois tribe. Although Muta and Mucuo had gotten along well with us these past few days, they had now been captured, leaving their tribe leaderless and in complete chaos.

Taking these people, whose backgrounds and origins are completely unknown, back now would be irresponsible towards the Bunois tribe.

But looking at the group of men and women here, none of them seemed to have any experience in wilderness survival. If we just leave them here like this, they probably won't have any survival skills, and they'll have to stay here tonight to feed the wild animals.

To be honest, I still softened a bit in the end. I gritted my teeth and turned to Wang Ping: "Are these the only hostages this time? Are there any others?"

Wang Ping immediately understood my thoughts after hearing them, but he didn't say anything. He just thought about it for a moment and then shook his head.

"I don't know about that. After we were arrested, we were separated immediately. I was put here almost immediately. As for whether there were other people in the other rooms, I don't know."

At this moment, a little girl stepped out from the crowd. She looked to be only in her early twenties. Her face was dirty, and her clothes were tattered. She was trembling and spoke in a stuttering voice.

"And my father too! My father is among us, but he's been missing for days and we haven't been able to find him. Brother, I beg you, can you save my father? If you can bring him back, my whole family will repay you!"

After I finished speaking, the people following behind me all looked at me as if they were pleading for help.

Looking at them like this, do you think they're a family?

But it's pitch black at noon now, where am I supposed to find her father!

But since they had already asked, I couldn't refuse, so I nodded.

"Wang Ping, you stay here and keep an eye on them. I'll go check the rest of the rooms. If we find them, we'll leave immediately. If we don't find them..."

I stopped mid-sentence, because the situation was so complicated. Besides the ruthless pirates, there was also the tough and cold-blooded Utas tribe.

As for whether his father is still alive, no one can guarantee it.

I've done more than enough to save them and get them away from here; as for anything else, I'm truly powerless to do anything more.

The little girl didn't say anything, but her eyes were red and tears silently streamed down her face, making her look quite pitiful.

But in this situation, I can barely protect myself, so how can I risk my life for him out of pity?

However, I quickly turned around and went to the other houses, used my gun to break the vines tied to the door of the house, and kicked open the door, but I didn't find anything.

These rooms were filled with food and liquor, which were presumably supplies brought up by the pirates.

I quickly called Wang Ping and the others. Fortunately, there were a few men among the hostages this time. We hurriedly carried all the supplies on our backs and then trudged back to the Bunois tribe.

When we returned, Chen Jian and several locals were squatting at the door, holding the ironware that we had forged, guarding it.

When Chen Jianli saw that I had brought Wang Ping back with so many people, he was immediately excited. However, when he realized that the people behind us were not Muta and Mucuo, his expression became somewhat puzzled.

"Brother Sihai, what's going on? Where are Mucuo and the others?"

"This matter is far too complicated to explain in a few words. Let's guard this entrance and go inside first."

After returning to the camp, I recounted the incident in detail. After I finished, the expressions on the faces of the natives of the Bunois tribe became somewhat sorrowful.

After all, even though we couldn't communicate with them, they probably already knew something since we didn't bring back their leader and compatriots.

Several strong young men picked up their weapons and insisted on going out, seemingly wanting to fight the Ertas tribe to the death, but I stopped them all.

Fortunately, there was an elderly man there who spoke extremely poor Mandarin, but I could roughly understand what he was saying by guessing and thinking.

Fortunately, we were still able to communicate despite our disagreements. After I briefly explained the situation to him, the old man's expression became serious.

He said that if that were the case, then the Utas tribe must be after something.

I didn't understand what he meant, so I quickly asked him. The old man looked up at me with deep eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long pause, he sighed, "Actually, there are many secrets about this deserted island. The reason why those demons keep coming to this deserted island is not just for those glowing stones, but also for something else. However, this thing has always been a legend, and no one knows whether it even exists..."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at the campfire in the distance, a hint of despair in his eyes.

I still don't understand what kind of thing, which only exists in legends, could attract these pirates to come to this deserted island day after day, and even collude with the Utas tribe?