"Grandfather, shall we leave now?"
Standing on the deck of the Nong family's merchant ship, the young master gazed at the large quantities of supplies being carried aboard by the clan's warriors, and hesitated as he turned toward Elder Nong at his side.
The elderly man with a spirited appearance clenched the ship's rail, his hand bulging with veins. Forgoing the family's foundation in Chaochang was not an easy decision.
Yet the elder knew when to stand firm against popular opinion, so even if there were some optimistic and naive voices at home, they had been forcefully suppressed by him.
However, his grandson's question was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, severing nerves that were already stretched to the limit.
"What do you propose?"
