Everyone on the fishing boat looked at the young man who seemed to have lost his memory, and they all showed sympathy.
Only that old man Zhong.
He raised his head and looked around. There was nothing in his sight except the sea water and the continuously falling snowflakes.
Then he looked at Xue Kong again, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes, and asked, "Young man, do you still remember your name?"
The young man in black robe raised his head and shook it gently: "I forgot."
"well."
"I see this man is well-dressed and looks miserable. He must be a distinguished guest on another ship. He fell into the sea and was lucky enough to survive and come here."
"He is truly lucky to have survived in this vast ocean."
Everyone was talking and discussing.
They saw that the clothes the young man was wearing were not something that ordinary people could afford. These simple fishermen were kind-hearted and none of them were greedy. They all expressed sympathy for the young man's plight.
From what everyone said, the young man seemed to know that these people in front of him were his saviors. After a brief hesitation, he stood up with difficulty and bowed to everyone.
He whispered, "Thank you all for saving my life."
"You're so kind."
"We didn't help at all. The ones who saved you were Elder Zhong and his pet, Tiying. It has nothing to do with us. If you want to thank someone, thank Elder Zhong and Tiying."
Hearing this, the young man looked towards Mr. Zhong.
Noticing that Mr. Zhong's eyes were now looking behind him, the young man turned around and looked at the bow, where a black fish-like human figure was squatting.
Seeing this thing, a look of horror appeared on the young man's face. His face turned pale and he was so scared that he took several steps back and fell into someone's strong arms.
"Don't be afraid. Although the crying baby looks a little scary, it's very well-behaved. It was it that rescued you from the bottom of the sea. In fact, it's your true savior... the benevolent beast."
"You..." The young man took a deep breath, struggled in his heart, and slowly accepted the fact.
When Old Zhong saw Tiying squatting obediently at the bow of the boat, and Tiying didn't show any abnormality even when the young man looked at her, he felt relieved.
"It seems there's nothing suspicious about this person, otherwise Tiying would have noticed something..."
"Could it be that I'm overthinking it? Is this young man really, as they say, the son of a wealthy family, who fell into the sea and drifted here?"
Mr. Zhong muttered a few words in his heart.
The cold wind in the sky was blowing harder and harder, like knives, blowing on the face, causing quite pain, and the snowflakes were falling heavier.
Many workers were shivering.
Seeing the snowflakes getting heavier, Elder Zhong said in a deep voice, "Alright, prepare to sail back home. Don't hang around him. He just survived a life, so he should rest well."
The workers retreated one by one, busy returning home.
When the young man was at a loss as to what to do, Elder Zhong came up to him and said, "Since you have lost your memory and forgotten your past and your name... We are not related, so it is not appropriate for us to change your name."
"How about this...from now on you'll be called 'Wuming', how about that?"
"'Nameless'..." the young man murmured, but did not refuse.
"This doesn't count as giving you a new name. If one day you can remember your real name, you can change it back yourself." said Mr. Zhong.
Afterwards, Mr. Zhong took Wuming into the warm cabin to avoid the increasingly strong wind and snow.
The fishing boat hoisted its sails and returned home with difficulty in the howling wind and heavy snow.
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Jinlin City is a medium-sized city in the western part of Tianyin Kingdom, a sixth-level cultivation country.
Thirty percent of the people in Jinlin City are fishermen, and they have made a living by fishing for generations.
This day.
On the coast of Jinlin City close to the sea, the wind and snow were blowing. In a short while, a thin layer of snow accumulated on the ground.
There are large and small fishing boats docked here, and fishermen are unloading their catches from the boats.
Basket after basket of fish of various sizes, colors and shapes were packed together. The scene was as lively as a market and very spectacular.
Further away, many fishing boats were approaching the coast, preparing to dock before the wind and snow got stronger.
On the coast.
A young woman with a ponytail and simple clothes was squatting on a huge reef. She looked into the distance, and the cold wind blew on her face, lifting her hair.
Through the gaps in her hair, she squinted her eyes and saw a familiar fishing boat slowly approaching from a distance, revealing its full appearance.
It wasn't until the fishing boat slowly approached the shore that the woman stood up from the reef and called out, "Dad."
"Ruyi, you are here. This trip to the sea is really worth it. It is enough for us to have food and clothing for most of the year." Old Zhong greeted the woman happily and pulled her onto the bow of the boat.
"Father, you're old. You're not allowed to go out to sea anymore." Ruyi glared at Old Zhong in reproach. "I have some skills, too. If our family gets into financial difficulties again, let me go out to sea."
Old Zhong laughed happily, but pretended not to hear. He turned to a man and said, "Young man, please count the fish on the boat, and I won't bother you anymore."
"Okay, Mr. Zhong, I will have someone send the reward for this voyage to your home in a couple of days." The man said respectfully.
This fishing boat is not owned by Mr. Zhong.
Although Mr. Zhong has been fishing all his life, he does not own any fishing boats. He has always been hired and only receives some remuneration afterwards.
Because of his superb abilities, not only did no one think he was incompetent, but he even failed to earn a rank.
Just when Mr. Zhong was about to leave with Ruyi.
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