A few days later, Banli Port.
The two-masted sailboat retracted the ropes and set sail once more.
Lei Long with a full beard stood on the deck, wearing a black leather coat and woolen clothes, waving goodbye to his wife and daughter at the port.
"Daddy!!"
"Antti is waiting for you to come back!!"
A little girl with slightly curly hair faced the slightly cold sea breeze, her clothes flapping, her hands forming a megaphone around her mouth as she shouted reluctantly.
The soft voice was carried away by the sea breeze, and on the sea, Lei Long was full of smiles, the crew also wore similar expressions, waving goodbye to their families.
Smiles dominated, not much sadness, because everyone knew this route wasn't too far.
Seeing this scene, a boy named Trin stood beside a carriage on the gray road of the port, his patched clothes filled with envy.
The ocean has always been full of legends, treasures and various major events recorded in history.
