Sheng Dynasty.
Distant Sea Port.
To call it a port was actually a bit of an overstatement—it was nothing more than a sparsely populated small town.
But because it was situated by the sea and relied on fishing for sustenance, and the fact that its town chief was a Mixed Blood with quite a bit of influence in such a remote area,
it managed all of the sea-related trade within a few hundred nautical miles.
When the whaling ships docked,
workers efficiently boarded the vessel, then offloaded the whale meat that had already been cut into pieces while at sea.
Some of it was frozen, some was freshly wrapped, some vacuum-sealed...
The processing varied depending on its final destination.
Lin Yuan, on the other hand, had already packed up his belongings.
But instead of leaving through the main exit, he disembarked at another spot, guided by the captain.
As his feet touched the soil of this foreign land,
a sense of solidity welled up in his heart—he was finally done drifting at sea.
