"But a fleet of those nobles can destroy us. If the news leaks out, we will all die..."

"Then don't let it leak!"

"We always have to communicate with the outside world and introduce tools, seeds, people and other things. Without these things, would we be savages?"

"Then watch your mouth."

Watching the arguing crowd, Xia Lan silently boarded the Silver Deer, climbed up the mast, took down the Ink Sea Dragon flag on it, and then returned to the shore.

Under everyone's gaze, Xia Lan planted the Ink Sea Dragon Flag in his hand on the barren mound. The sea breeze blew his robe, making it flutter along with the fluttering flag.

“There are countless noble families in the Central Courtyard. Could it be that their ancestors were born noble?

No, it is because of the thousand-year-old anticipation of us, the specks of dust, that elegance and splendor have seeped into their blood; it is because of our humility and self-deprecation that glory blesses them day and night!

Warriors who have conquered the storm, answer me, are you willing to give up this land?

Hearing this, everyone recalled how the nobles of Hailong City sold them like garbage and how they narrowly escaped death at sea. Their eyes turned red and all their anger roared out of their mouths.

“I’m not willing to accept this!”

“I’m not willing to accept this!”

“…”

"good!

From today on, we will open up wasteland and cultivate crops on this desolate land, marry and have children, and then reproduce. Thousands of years later, our descendants will be proud of us and use our names as their surname.

The kingdom was established from here, and the bloodline began from here!"

Xia Lan pointed to the land beneath her feet and said, "A great country will be born here. It will give birth to our descendants. Its name will be Faox!"

"Long live the kingdom, long live Faox!"

Everyone cheered excitedly, their voices drowning out the waves and startling the roosting seabirds. A kingdom was born in Boravice...