Arriving at Quanzhou, the most convenient part was being able to sail directly to the Quanzhou docks from the sea, and by the time they switched to land and took a carriage to the Mei Family's main base, it was already the third month of spring.
Surprisingly, the main base of the Mei Family was located in a small fishing village. The large mansion faced the sea and was designed in the shape of a Bagua.
"A hidden recluse amidst the city, and this city still thrives on the people's livelihood," Wufu looked at the fishermen repairing nets not far away, some mending boats, others rowing by the sea. It was a scene of complete detachment from the world, and he couldn't help but glance at Hua Wushuang: "Could it be that this entire fishing village belongs to your people?"
Hua Wushuang said, "Why not?"
Wufu was at a loss for words.
