When the setting sun dyed the seawater the color of blood, the naval warships of Zheng Dayou had already tightly surrounded the location of the sunken ship.
Shen Xitang gazed at the patches of oil floating on the surface of the water, suddenly discovering that they were arranged in a strange pattern—three concentric circles, with an eerie indigo tint at the center.
"My Lord!" The translator ran over holding a newly translated logbook from a Goryeo ship. "This sunken ship set sail from Mingzhou Port in the first year of Kaixi, and what it was carrying..."
Chapter 86