Setting sail to the sea, setting out on a journey of thousands of miles, is always thrilling at the beginning.
Whether due to the vastness of the ocean arousing awe or from the heart-pounding excitement.
This scenery, entirely different from life on land, is naturally captivating.
Led by Wei Ziyi, with Little Situ as a helper, accompanied by Yu Shengnan, along with four ladies from East, South, West, and North, endlessly running from the ship head to the ship tail.
From the ship tail to the ship head.
Yang Xiaoyun, at first, managed to maintain her composure, but eventually mingled with them as well.
Su Mo, having nothing to do, took White Tiger fishing.
No lonely boat, no straw-cloaked elder.
Only a big ship and a Chief.
His martial arts were extraordinary; with skill existing in the heart, he didn't need to watch the fishing line. When fish were present, he sensed it instantly.
A casual twitch of the hand, and there was a big fish.
