Early morning.
Wave-breaking Pier.
As the core area of Suo Yu Bay's port, the air here is always filled with noise and clamor.
Especially at this pre-dawn moment, the fishy smell mingles with the shouting of fishmongers, continuing until noon.
But at this moment, the entire pier reveals an extremely peculiar silence, even carrying a sacred undertone.
The night sky still envelopes most of the heavens, yet under the impending sunrise hidden deep at the horizon, it sheds its former blackness.
Merging the sky into a deep blue, mysterious haze as if blending with the sea.
The pier is packed with people.
Unlike the usual sweaty laborers, nitpicking merchants, and rough sailors...
The crowd on Wave-breaking Pier now consists of a much more diverse composition.
Men, women, the elderly, children... even those prominent nobles who should be in their luxurious mansions in White Cliff at this time, are here accompanied by their guards, pushing through the crowd.
