The sky was bright, and after breakfast, some fishermen had already begun to dive into the water to salvage.
The sea territory became exceptionally lively.
"Boss, what should we do?" Elijah Hastings asked.
"We'll salvage our own," Sean Knight said with a smile. "These fishing boats shouldn't have ideas about our catch. Of course, if they come over, we won't be polite either."
The sea was vast, the ruins of the city underneath were expansive, and besides, this was someone else's domain; it was best to quietly make a fortune. Hogging would only incite public anger.
Thus, they continued according to yesterday's plans—some dived while others stayed on deck to lookout and stand guard.
Sean Knight looked around and saw that aside from two fishing boats not satisfied with their spots and searching for a better location, the other boats had stopped and begun diving to salvage, which put his mind at ease.
