Sancha River Mouth Bloodshed

At dusk, Sancha River Mouth was drenched in a bloody glow, and the large ship on the river looked like a crouching giant beast.

The Tulip was a typical Western ship. A statue of the Madonna was set into its towering sterncastle, while dried Nanyang spices hung among the slanted masts and rigging. Though the sailors maintained it carefully, the mottled marks left by years at sea were still clearly visible.

The ship stood out sharply at the dock.

After all, most of the vessels at Sancha River Dock were canal boats, salt ships, and merchant vessels from north and south. Even foreign ships were rarely this large.

Yet the Tulip was different.

It had come with the tributary delegation from the Nanyang Countries, passing through Dagu Mouth before entering the Hai River and reaching Jinmen Dock.

The moment it arrived, it drew plenty of onlookers. Its design differed from that of Divine Land warships, and some of Jinmen's local bigwigs, having heard that the Red Haired Foreigners' spoons were made of gold and silver, even sneaked aboard under cover of night, hoping to scrape off some grease.

But without exception, everyone who went had their hands and feet broken and was thrown into San Cha River.

As an outsider, it dared to act so arrogantly. The local snakes and rats of Jinmen all sprang into action, eager to make a great commotion.

Yet no one had expected the Marines to step in and issue a stern warning.

Before long, the Jinghai Gang also announced in a high-profile manner that anyone who targeted the ship would be making trouble for them.

From then on, the ship settled down. No one disturbed it anymore, and the common people gradually grew accustomed to it.

It even became a sight at the dock,