Chen Qi leaned against the window.
Their hotel room was high up, and from this vantage point, he could gaze out at the distant sea and take in the port of Sea Demon Island.
One by one, damaged steamships sailed into Sea Demon Island. Merchants were calling out continuously, and ship repairers bustled about. The entire port seemed to teem with endless business.
On his most recent voyage, Chen Qi had been extremely lucky, hardly encountering any special phenomena.
The only risk he came across was the storm in front of Sea Demon Island.
However, not all ships were as lucky as his little houseboat. Under the assault of sea beasts and storms, some steamships were literally broken in half.
The sea breeze gently blew through his black hair.
"Sigh, the wind is getting noisier and colder..."
Chen Qi lifted his head to look at the white sun suspended in the sky.
