On December 13, at 7:00 in the morning, along the Wunu River.
At this time, the morning light was just beginning to appear around, and the deep blue sky had not yet completely faded from the darkness of the night, and there was still a hint of tranquility.
The early morning mist lingered among the fir trees, making the red treetops appear hazy and floating.
Even at this early hour, the empty square by the river had already been bustling with people.
The workers employed by the numerous caravans were busy as ever.
People are transporting goods, inspecting goods, and the shore is crowded with people.
Zi Sui sat quietly on a container, holding a large cup of flower tea rich in spiritual energy in his hand.
This place is neither far away from the merchant ships that bring in money, nor too far away from being overwhelmed by the crowds. It is a decent temporary waiting point.
Last night, he couldn't find any high-quality prey for a while, so he had to spend a lot of time mowing the lawn intensively.
At this moment, his nostrils were still filled with a bad smell.
To him, creatures with little talent and low qualifications all have the same taste and smell.
And because of their large numbers, they are quite pungent when they gather together.
To describe it specifically, it is the smell of low-quality car aromatherapy that has been evaporating for a long time in a confined space.
For ghouls with keen senses, this is simply torture.
All I can say is that fortunately the blood and flesh crystals tasted good, otherwise he really wouldn't want to touch these inferior products at all.
Although he is not picky about food, he does not have the habit of forcing himself to eat anything.
Zi Sui took another sip of the scented tea "voluntarily" given by Youhe Trading Company, and continued to wait for the merchant ship of the Jincai Caravan to raise anchor not far away.
After a while, Zi Sui's casual gaze caught sight of something.
He stood up, jumped off the tall cargo box, stood up easily, and then spoke.
"Boss Bo Xi, good morning."
It turned out that he discovered Bo Xiwan slowly approaching in the morning mist.
He acted politely yet distantly, and was the first to greet his new boss.
There was nothing wrong with his relaxed demeanor.
Facts have proved that as long as Zi Sui wants, he can easily integrate into social groups of all races.
"Good morning, Mr. Yue Jian."
It was also a greeting, but Bo Xiwan's tone was more gentle with a hint of smile.
Just like the impression he gave people, people unconsciously relaxed when facing him.
But unfortunately, Zi Sui didn't buy it.
After greeting Bo Xiwan, his eyes immediately passed Bo Xiwan and looked at the man behind him.
The reddish-brown hair that came into view looked particularly unruly in the fog.
Looking closely, the man's eyes were golden, revealing an unconcealable arrogance.
He also wore a silver earring on his ear, but the central gem was a light yellow.
Zi Sui's black eyes met the other person's gaze, and then he spoke.
"Hello, Yue Jian."
"Xue Jiuyao."
His voice was quite pleasant, smoky, with a hint of nonchalant laziness, like a lion taking a nap.
When Bo Xiwan saw the two people greet each other, he took the initiative to introduce themselves.
"Mr. Yue Jian, Jiuyao is my partner. Like you, he is also in the first level of the Xuan Realm."
"Jiuyao, this is Mr. Yue Jian whom I mentioned to you."
After listening to this, Zi Sui raised his eyebrows.
What a coincidence, are you in the same Xuanjie realm as me?
Under Zi Sui's obscure perception, neither Bo Xiwan nor Xue Jiuyao could detect the specific level of their realm.
Something completely masked the psychic fluctuations in their bodies.
In other words, no matter what realm they say they are at now, outsiders have no way of confirming it.
Zi Sui glanced at their single earrings subtly and said nothing more.
"You two, the merchant ship should be almost ready. Let's get on board first."
Since the boss had spoken, the other two had no objection and immediately took a step forward, following Bo Xiwan towards the merchant ship that was bringing in money.
The closer you get to the merchant ships lined up on the riverbank, the more you can feel the abundance of funds of the Jincai caravan.
The entire surface of the ship was flat and smooth, and even the slight damage that Zi Sui saw from a distance yesterday had been repaired.
The outside of the hull was polished to a shine, and even the dim sunlight in the early morning made the merchant ship shine.
The merchant ships around were all somewhat rusty, and looked even darker against the backdrop of the Jincai merchant ship.
Just by taking such a cursory look at the surface, Zi Sui could roughly judge that Bo Xiwan must have put a lot of effort into maintaining the hull.
"Although the Jincai merchant ship is not the largest, it is definitely the most intact one."
Bo Xiwan looked at his cargo ship and rarely used a boastful tone.
He really loves money, otherwise he would not have given his caravan such a name.
But he also knew that sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood.
A good ship will definitely make a caravan engaged in water transportation business more efficient.
Zi Sui thought so too.
One of the reasons why he chose to join the Jincai Merchant Corps was because their ships were reliable enough.
You know, if the source of the Wunu River is in chaos, the riverside will definitely not be peaceful.
The three of them stepped into the merchant ship one after another, and then took the elevator to the deck.
At this moment, the sun has come out completely. Standing on the huge ship, you can bask in the warm morning sun which is not too scorching.
"Weigh anchor!"
Seeing that the time was almost up, Bo Xiwan immediately gave a loud order for the crew to weigh anchor.
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