It caused his brain to stop functioning, to cease thinking.
Of course, during the convoy's journey, it was just an insignificant episode. Afterward, the team never encountered forces that were blind to danger again. They arrived smoothly at the coastal areas of the Huaifeng Region.
The local Secret Martial Art school, the de facto power in the area, gave everyone a very warm welcome and had already prepared accommodations.
Time flew by, and August 8 arrived.
The expedition officially set out with seventy-five members. Aside from the necessary sailors and guides, all those on board were Fighter-level Secret Martial Art experts. This was an extremely powerful force.
Rustle, rustle...
On the White Pier, the tide swayed, and the sun rose. It created a large area of glittering ripples, like broken gold on the surface of the water. Water birds glided through the sky, their wings trembling, occasionally emitting cries that harmonized with the sea breeze.