As the small boat sped forward, four ships suddenly appeared ahead.
Although these four ships could not compare with the large ships of the Holy Land, they were still three times bigger than the small boat Duan Gujin was currently on.
Seeing the four large ships blocking the way, Jiang Qichen's mind raced, and he directed his small boat to swiftly weave through them.
Just as a young man on one of those four ships saw a small boat ahead actually overtaking them, his heart swelled with rage, and he ordered his subordinate to hand him a boat hook.
The young man was dressed in extravagant clothing, looking very much like a young nobleman.
His complexion was somewhat pale, and his eyes showed a hint of lasciviousness.
"Everyone, row faster! Chase down that fishing boat ahead!"
The young man shouted loudly to command the people behind him.
The people behind him, upon hearing the young nobleman's shouts, dared not disobey.
