That Was Too Damn Exciting

After resting for a day, Guan Hai left with Guan Cheng. He had to return and report to Wang Xuan. As for the underlings, they obediently stayed in their stronghold. Running away was out of the question—they were all waiting to be recruited and live the good life.

Gan Ning also left. Taking his fleet and the map Guan Hai had provided, he headed straight for Taixiang.

If nothing went wrong, Gan Ning would be able to meet Wang Xuan or Liu Bei in Taixiang. Although they had traveled by both land and sea, they were actually nowhere near as fast as Guan Hai and Guan Cheng. On the Cement Roads, horses could be pushed to full speed, and judging by the speed of warhorses in this world, they were no slower than cars. As for Gan Ning's ships...

"The shipwrights you brought are excellent. They're all veteran craftsmen and can solve quite a few problems." Wang Xuan nodded at Gan Ning, a look of approval on his face. He said nothing about the great ships the Yu family had brought, nor did he mention the Dou Jian. In any case, after a few days of modifications, they could be used for fishing.

Gan Ning's expression was awkward and depressed. This is supposed to be the ruined Qingzhou. Are you freaking kidding me?

Ever since arriving in Taixiang, Gan Ning and his eight hundred Brocade Sail Bandits had been unable to close their mouths. Five Cement Roads piers stretched straight into the sea. The harbor plaza was flat and smooth, with no clue what it was made of. There were massive gantry cranes everywhere, along with a lighthouse more than thirty meters tall. Everything here clashed with the Han Dynasty as Gan Ning knew it.

And now they were