The autumn night in October is cold, and the wind in the north is also humid. The rainy season is approaching, and the geese have already migrated. The sky is vast, the cape is billowing, the night falls earlier, and the Milky Way is clearer.

It was late at night, and the two captains of the fleet sat cross-legged in front of the firepit, silently watching the swaying bonfire, as if they wanted to see some sign of fate.

The old hunter Jing Hai smiled, drank a cup of herbal tea, and went to the smoked meat farm in the fishing village. Before resting, he

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