Dawn.
Over the vast East Sea, a thick fog began to rise amidst the tumultuous waves at an unknown time.
Three medium-sized swift ships, their sails emblazoned with the pattern of five mountain peaks, were relentlessly pursuing a large treasure ship that appeared to belong to the official fleet of Great Yan.
From the swift ships, someone shouted loudly, their voice booming like a bell:
"Stop your ship immediately and surrender! We are under King Jinghai's command, we're after the goods not your lives!"
Apparently, these three ships marked with the Wufeng Seal were pirates of the East Sea, preparing to plunder the treasure ship.
The distance between them was rapidly closing.
The lookout pirate rubbed his eyes as if he had spotted something amidst the fog, and his face turned pale as he forcefully struck his copper hammer.
Dong! Dong! Dong!...
Suddenly, the alarm bells echoed through the waves.
Unfortunately, their response was a bit too late.
Whoosh—!
