Soon, the dilapidated Treasure Ship slowly sailed into a relatively narrow waterway, one lined with strange, craggy rocks and lush with waterweeds.
The waterway was winding, and the light grew somewhat dim. The sounds of battle from the distant Nine Waves Island seemed to be blocked, becoming faint and far away.
Chen Qing moored the ship in a relatively open section of the waterway and shut down the paddle wheels.
Chen Qing toyed with the Thunder Fire Bomb in his hand. 'Either way, I've got my thirty thousand taels of silver.'
'I'm not sure how profitable guarding this waterway will be, but at least I've already secured the benefits.'
He stood at the bow. With a slight thought, the Bone-Eroding Spider crept silently from his sleeve.
The little creature moved swiftly. Its mandibles opened and closed, spitting out countless tough spider silks with precision, which then wrapped around the ship's hull.
