Behind him followed Long Yan'er, whose face was also full of helplessness at the moment.
After Wu Ba entered the door, he used his body to brace the continuously swaying cabin door.
Wang Daoxuan rushed to the porthole in three steps, pushed open the window board with one hand, glanced a few times, and said with a bitter smile, "Brother Yan, trouble has come."
Li Yan slowly stood up and went to the window to check.
The scene outside the window was hair-raising.
The broad pier foundation was already completely packed, with a dark mass of people bustling like a flowing ant colony, stretching as far as one's eye could see into the depths of the street.
Countless men, women, old and young, dressed in plain and fine clothes, were mixing together.
Some people were holding up crude cloth banners with "Divine Healer Reborn" and "Life-saving Bodhisattva";
