Returning From the Sea (1)

On the calm sea, a fishing boat was floating at a steady pace. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, a figure sat in the boat like a dark statue. 

"Rowing sucks!" 

Jiang Ming's eyes were blank as he let the boat drift with the current. 

The big families in Dongyuan City had not done anything suspicious, so Jiang Ming did not bother to pay attention to them for the time being. He had heard that there were many islands in the coastal waters. He had wanted to buy a fishing boat and slowly row to an uninhabited island like a recluse. He had buried his head in studying the Blood Spirit Technique, but he had overestimated his skills. 

"I'm not fishing anymore!" 

He looked around and did not find any traces of any ships. Jiang Ming simply threw away the oars, and with the blood Qi in his hand, he slapped the water behind him. 

As the waves churned, the small boat shot out like an arrow from a bow, leaving a long white trail on the sea.