Chapter 2499

“You’re not a fisherman? Who are you?!”

Alec’s instincts kicked in the moment he saw the young man’s face.

Fishermen who work the sea usually have tanned skin, but this person’s complexion was fair and unblemished—clearly unusual.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sensing danger, Alec’s men unsheathed their swords, eyes locked onto the stranger.

The supposed fisherman was none other than Dustin, who had been waiting patiently since morning.