The people from various quarters staggered out of the cabins, drunk and unsteady, and caught sight of the five towering ships berthed in the center of the wharf, all ablaze with light...
Upon a closer look, heavens, weren't those the flagship vessels of the five hundred Eastern Factory troops?
Five towering ships for the five hundred Eastern Factory troops, all surrounded by other major yamen's boats, all caught in flames at once?
Heavens, did someone really dare to provoke the mighty?
The Jiang wind was biting, carrying a long-missed barbaric and cruel aura, coldly lashing at the faces of the officials, sobering them up from their drunkenness!
The Eastern Factory director, encircled by various chief officials like stars around the moon, looked over at his own fiercely burning flagship, his chubby face turning shades of green and white.
"A rebellion, a full rebellion!"
